=Do you take me for what I am= -- Wild Horses

She looked down softly.
She couldn't understand it. This herd had no conciousness, no the bitter of
human. She turned her head. She had once been like them too. Now, her charm had
slightly dilapeted, her grace now over shining her self.

She liked this herd. They trusted
people. Sean would get them too easily. But she didn't like him... her feeling
was completely mutual, but she scowled anyway. You couldn't just go to a wild
creature and want them and take them home. They had lives... just like she.

She was no toy, to be played with. She was a goddess, for her own purposes. And
now, she wanted to have these horse to trust her as well. But not as toys...
pure friends. Her animals circled her... they were her friends.

She called softly in elven to the stallion, softly, just enough for him to here.

----> Zanziber <----

She spoke his secret name to him, calling him. She gave a loathing glance to the
"boy" she may look 15, but she had 3 centuries of knowledge. She had not liked
this boy, and did not think she ever would. But it would be hard to resist her,
those orbs of hers a soft chestnut, not knowing that it was she who allured
those men kind.

She softily coaxed the two
fillies, but took more notice of the stallion. He was beauty. The girl she
acknowledged; she liked her soft handling and cleverness. Unliked him...

Ignoring the glances of others
for her ethereal beauty, she produced a somewhat charm, spilling the liquids
onto her necklace. Inquisiting, she crept into his mind.

-----> Hello.<-----

Subject	Author	Date
Re: =Do you take me for what I am=	Wild Herd	15:44:04 09/10/04 Fri