Date Posted:17:14:05 03/02/01 Fri Author: Storm Subject: *** The large ebony steed enters at a slow canter, dark orbs clouded, his expression showing frustration. ***
*** Coming to a halt beside his mate, he tosses his head, the wind catching his long mane and whipping it sharply against his nape. *** I found her, but she just ran away again. Would not even tell me what the matter was! *** Heaving a deep sigh, he lowers his sharply featured dial to graze at some of the sweet strands of grass for a brief moment before lifting it again and resting it on Myrr's back. *** Do you suppose she really is just jealous and just wants to get some time alone...? It seem's like something rather strange to be getting so upset over. But then again, she is rather wild spirited... ***
