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Subject: ~Sing The Sorrow~

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Joy & Shanda

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Date Posted: 11:07:31 08/08/04 Sun
In reply to: Hollywood Dun It Again & Herd 's message, "~I've Dun It Again~" on 09:44:15 08/08/04 Sun

~Young girl, around the age of thirteen, rode in on her Egyptian Arabian mare, Shanda. Eyes searched the perimeter around her as they stopped at the herd. Small smile crossed her features as she noticed two beautiful mares, Performing In Socks & Sky Lark Calling. She pulled a bag off of Shanda's saddle, revealing the apples and the sugar cubes she had within the bag. On the saddle were four ropes, but she was hoping that it wouldn't come to that. She whistled as she rode a bit closer to the herd, trying not to scare them~

~The brown mare nickered as she too spotted the herd. Eyes seemed to roll as she saw the stallion. Tresses blew in the gentle summer breeze as she obeyed Joy~

((Would you rather have me go after one, or may I go after both of the mares?))

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~The wicked games that we play ~	Adara	16:47:36 08/08/04 Sun