<font color=silver face=arial size=1><center><i> .::. Regard .::. -- ~Mares~

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Date Posted: 07:52:48 06/01/01 Fri
Author: Seductress
Subject: .::. Regard .::.

Beautiful beast of ebon, prowls through the vegation, cerebrating her prey. It seemed that Fate's Omen enjoyed her defiance no matter where she traveled. DarkStar wanted to test it. DarkStar offered her a three-day trial, if she took this and failed because of her defiance, would Fate's Omen accept her. What if she did make it into DarkStar's harem? What other types of creatures roamed there, supposivily not the best.
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She already knew about Fate's Omen's strong harem of rivalry. Yet how strong was DarkStars, were they of her sort, Dark Star seemed to judge her for her beauty and strength, what role did this play in decisions? She supposed she should try this Dark*Star's 'thing' and if she absolutly despised it, she could always leave. It made sense, would she follow the action?
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Leering at the two femmes, she wonders what they observed her for, she laces her lobes back to her poll to show her disaggreement. Snorting, she half-rears -ebon pelt shining- and gallops off, the other direction, to think more without distrubance.

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[> . . . A m u s e m e n t . . . -- Darkest Silence, 17:59:16 06/02/01 Sat

Auditives perk towards the fleeing mare with amusement... insicors clicking happily, such a feeble creature to run. She turned quietly lowering dial to crop anxiously at the vegitation, one day the "Seductress" would be suduced into something unworthy of even herself...

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