~Discipline~ -- ~Mares~

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Date Posted: 18:28:21 06/24/01 Sun
Author: Death of the Roses
Subject: ~Discipline~
In reply to: Nova/Europia 's message, "~follow...~" on 06:58:57 06/24/01 Sun

+Ebon hued fatale turns sculpted dial towards idiotic femms 'training' with for some 'war' with her son..hellion orbs glare apon females..this behavior would not be tolerated in these lands...tapered audiatives plaster to skull..velvitine lip curls in disgust..there would be no such fates practiced while she lived..though she knew there intentions were pure..they were foolish and careless...

Slight nod of dial is transmitted towards Lady..thanking her for enforcing the 'policy' of this realm..shadowy figure turns apon obsidian heels and is lost in the engrosing darkness..quiet as she had come..stirring the echoes..+

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[> [> [> ~frightened...~ -- Nova/Europia, 11:38:37 06/25/01 Mon

~sorrel filly backs down, flattening her ears and lowering her head in submission. She stays in a crouched position and then suddenly rushes to her feet, ears coming up, bounding across the meadow to a place where she could hide...She doesn't say a word to anybody, just shuts herself up and throws away the key...~

~ebon femme backs down, lowering herself in the same submission that Nova did. Only she, unlike Nova, stays there, ready for a blow to the head or more than just that for discipline. She stays posed, hiding her head, ready to be killed by the two over-powering females...~

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[> [> [> [> ..snort.. -- Lady, 23:29:39 06/25/01 Mon

Golden fatale snarls at the retreating back of the female named Nova, discussed at her incredible show of weakness, she would be of no use to any herd unless she grew a backbone some time soon.
Glancing briefly towards the other she snorted, respect was due indeed to the three mares here(DOTR, myself and Love), but they would never kill her. Her lip curled up in disgust as she turned back to the main herd, how could Death of The Roses control herself?

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