Date Posted:13:05:23 11/07/01 Wed Author: Fire's Whisper Author Host/IP: blfd-cs08-t99.citlink.net / 170.215.188.104 Subject: Mare gallops in frantic, she finally spots Shadowfax, but stops, wishing not to disturb the wonderful healer, but knowing no one else could save her sister. "Shadowfax!" She says timidly. "Sir Please!" The mare feeling like a filly, in spite of the fact the two are the same age. "My sister, Wit, she's in the Scarplands, and she's about to die, HDA, they got in a duel..." She tries to catch her breath. "Please help me m'lord!" Her eyes are dark with worry and they flash with pain. In reply to:
Shadowfax
's message, "~Weary Healer~" on 15:07:50 11/06/01 Tue
>The stallion walks wearily into his territory,
>grunting as he lowers himelf to his knees, tucking
>feathered hooves under his body. The surge of jobs and
>emotional stress was taking it's toll and it had been
>long scince he had slept. He missed his mate, whom he
>rarely saw, and his son.. who he felt he hardly knew.
>Silver-onyx ears twitch as heavy lids close
>involinarily.. blocking out his worries as he falls
>into a gentle slumber..
