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Date Posted: 08:41:53 07/21/01 Sat
Author: Tori
Subject: (OOC SOMEONE Please read this!)

*Tori sat by a psture, not the feeding grounds, her mare's lead in her hands. The girl sighed. She had written to her father saying that she was having trouble selling Winter, the black tabon behind her. The reply had not been good. Two weeks was all she had. Had a buyer not been found by then she was to leave the mare and return. In truth Tori haddn't even been trying to sell Winter, she loved her mare, and she also loved the dragons that were arround her, and she found herself unable to leave them, watching them fly. Her father wanted her back before the birthing season began this year, so she could do all the cleaning up of the stalls, removeing the after births etc. She was the eldest at home, 17, yet her father trused her 15 year old brother more than her with his precious mares. She began to walk the grounds, unconsiously heading for the hatching grounds where Treckels clutch was.*

the only reason he sent me this time was because Wren had a three year old that dad gave him. Wren gets a horse of his own, but I've got to sell mine. I saved Winter when she didn't fit in to his faster breed of Tabon, and now that he's seen what she looks like he wants to turn a profit.

*With these thoughts Tori began to wonder onto the hot sands...*

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