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Date Posted: 16:45:33 07/24/03 Thu
Author: Lil' Mist
Subject: *Good Things Come In Small Packages*
In reply to: Evan 's message, "|Take Me Away|" on 09:07:07 07/23/03 Wed

*Slightly hurried the sound of thundering hooves can be heard. A dark bay enterd, her pelt slightly latherd, her Quab hertiage shown to all as her arab/quarter breed frame is shifted and stilled next to the man with potions. Smiling she took the drink within her ebon' lips and swallowed the contents. This done she twirled and before all transformed

Gone was the muscled frame of a bay mare, but instead stood a young lady, ebon' tessels laying about her back in a manner of waves and her attire alittle more dressy then the others...barely. She wore upon her slender figure a simple dress, one of white, so that it contrasted with her hair and skin coloring. Steel blue orbs looking so out of place from her frame, but making her face all that more compelling and trapping. White gloves coverd her hands and a silver barrette was seen upon the right side of her head, holding strands from her blue gaze.

Noticing the others she gave a smile. Approaching the two males with grace, though slight nervious tension could be felt too*

"Hello Diesel, Evan, where is Wanderer? For that is her name isn't it?" *She asked, looking around slowly, her dial raised in an air of loyality though she was none, but not held as high as to be stuck up or snobby*

(Sorries, I got a virus, just got internet back, been sick. Tomorrow is my b-day!)


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