The chestnut stallion canters in behind Sun Diablo, worried about the mare. He snorts softly seeing her response to Shadowfax, confused. "This is not Alador...whoever that is...it's Shadowfax." -- Willow Grove

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Date Posted: 13:33:15 06/16/01 Sat
Author: Apache's Dream Speaker
Author Host/IP: dialup-63.208.185.239.Dial1.Baltimore1.Level3.net / 63.208.185.239
Subject: The chestnut stallion canters in behind Sun Diablo, worried about the mare. He snorts softly seeing her response to Shadowfax, confused. "This is not Alador...whoever that is...it's Shadowfax."
In reply to: Apache's Dream Speaker 's message, "The paint mare stumbles backwards, away from the friesian stallion. >>>" on 13:31:26 06/16/01 Sat

>Her eyes once more become panicked and she looks
>around frantically. "No...no, you are at the farm,
>you're not hear, Alador." She whinnies in fear,
>mistaking the stallion for another who looked just
>like him. One whom she shared a barn with, a huge,
>angry stallion who constantly bullied her, often
>nearly killed her, for he was so much bigger than her.
> She backs off. "Alador...don't...please..." She
>searches for a way to escape, tries to bolt, but her
>cut hooves won't allow her. She has lost so much
>blood...she is weak...Alador will kill her this time,
>she knows it...

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She snorts. That stallion has no idea what he's talking about...maybe he does, maybe he's with Alador... She whinnies again, more afraid now, and tries to run, stumbling and falling, crashing to the earth and stumbling to regain her feet. -- Apache's Dream Speaker, 13:34:33 06/16/01 Sat
- *seeing the mares reaction he backs away quickly and 'wuffs' quietlyHe watches her kindly and speaks, his voice rich and quiet*I won't hurt you. I won't come near you unless you want me to, alright?* (NT) -- Shadowfax, 15:23:00 06/16/01 Sat
  - She hesitates, taken off guard by his strange reaction to her fear. "Alador, what new trick is this?" Is it a trick? Things have been different here...but... (NT) -- Apache's Dream Speaker, 09:43:24 06/17/01 Sun
    - *She snorts quietly* Are you the Apache from my father's herd? *she cocks her head slightly, whispering, as the mare was obviously frightened* Shhh....Shadowfax won't hurt you. (NT) -- Galaxy, 20:58:41 06/17/01 Sun
      - The paint snorts and cocks her head. "Who is your father? I don't have a herd...only a master...and tame horses..." Her eyes look afraid and...as though she were ashamed. (OOC - hehe that is Apache's Wind Whisperer. Wait and see how things work out) (NT) -- Apache's Dream Speaker, 05:35:10 06/18/01 Mon
        Orion.. *she whispers, then moves closer to the mare* It's alright. There are no people here...and no tame horses. Just rest. You need it. (OOC--Ok, I remember now!!) (NT) -- Galaxy, 08:05:37 06/18/01 Mon
        She snorts. "I don't know Orion...and there are tame horses, that one over there is Alador, and he wants to kill me, he always has." (NT) -- Apache's Dream Speaker, 08:45:40 06/18/01 Mon
        A huge friesian stallion appears from the shadows, laughing. He looks almost exactly like Shadowfax, so it is easy to see how a mare could mistake one for the other. He laughs. "That is not Alador, foolish mare. I am Alador. You will pay for defying your master, and killing him." He whirls and vanishes into the brush, for he was trained, and knows not to hurt a mare when she is down. (NT) -- Alador, 08:54:55 06/18/01 Mon
        *She stands up quickly, ears picked. At hearing Alador, she spins around, standing in front of Apache's Dream Speaker. She bared her teeth and flattens her ears as a warning to Adador; a warning that he was not welcome.* (NT) -- Galaxy, 09:51:14 06/18/01 Mon