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Date Posted: 06:32:43 01/01/02 Tue
Author: +Nightmare's Victory+
Subject: +Midnight Stalker+
In reply to: Perfect Night 's message, "The mare walks quietly aorund not showing dominance at all..." on 06:25:45 01/01/02 Tue

+Demoness of shadows aproaches thee, she snorts harshly, young one was so fragile, not a warrior, 'tis was not thee place for ones of such, 'tis was a place for true warriors of great strength and power, not such ones, prove with your actions, not your thinking, great dagger strike thee terra 'fore thee female, back off or else......+

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[> [> Femme raises head..... -- Perfect Night, 07:11:24 01/01/02 Tue

She could be a warrior, they were her fondest hopes to be one, to prove her worthieness, her head was now lifted, not to the hight of the others, but a little lower. She snorts as if to say she was not a weakling, but she backs of any way, to a corner of the shadows, hoping not to be disturbed, she pwas the ground getting a great surge to run and let her spirits fly, hock raised, her devil dark hooves can wait no longer, she runs, surgeing with speed, trying to keep head low, she is full of innocence, yet she is afraid she had just committed a crime. She slows and walks back to the shadowed corner away from Midnoghts Victory.

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[> [> [> +Fragile youngster+ -- +Nightmare's Victory+, 07:25:52 01/01/02 Tue

+She snorts once more, innocence? 'tis was thee domain of one of purest evil blood, once that were true warriors of great strength and bonds, yet this one was so scared and fragile? death shall come 'pon fragile youngster if she shall not prove herself more than a weak filly, yet it may come sooner than expected, may she leave for good+

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[> [> [> Walks From Shadows.... -- Perfect Night, 07:38:28 01/01/02 Tue

She had had it! She was no youngster and no filly! ( By Youngster do ya mean new?) She snorts she dares not rear but she was not weak! She wanted to be a warrior, she really did. But she did not know how to prove herself without taking dominance. She bobs head and glares into mares eyes, anger pericing heart, question conquering eyes.

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[> [> [> [> +Not wish.......be!+ -- +Nightmare's Victory+, 07:50:03 01/01/02 Tue

+Dominance was indeed a key to approval, yet respect was also a key, yet this one showed non of either, only fright from onesthat did deserve respect, lobes lace to poll, she stands 'pon haunches of power, pistons striking thee air, visage thrown back, incisors bared and snap in random directions, anger adding drenolin to blood+

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[> [> [> [> Backs then side steps.... -- Perfect Night, 07:53:49 01/01/02 Tue

Now! Now she had it, she bobbed head in submission then reared lightley, showing both submission and dominance, she bares teeth along with other femme, had she done it? Had she proven herself?

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[> [> [> [> [> +Loose interest+ -- +Nightmare's Victory+, 08:04:18 01/01/02 Tue

+She wasted time of hers, why did she think such would understand? no, thy was not yet clever enough, t'was not thee place for her, she was too weak, to fragile, too dependant. Dark demoness remains standing straight, 'pon powerful haunches, she lands, lebrums part emitting piercing scream, optics glow deep crimson, incisors snap, this time in the direction of thee female, lobes never leave poll, daggers strike thee female, chasing her out, out to the captured mare's area, 'tis female shall not step into thee royal domain as long as she lives+

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[> [> [> [> [> Holds Ground -- Perfect Night, 08:22:02 01/01/02 Tue

Bares Teeth, and snap, orbs alert, she raesr now not afraid to take a stage of dominance, if the femme would just tell her what she was doing wrong, she could probbally fix it, she snaps at the mare, then stops, it was no use making a enemy out of her. She stands there quitely for a momnet, she had tried, she was not weak, she was just getting it wrong. Some day she'd get it right. She does not leave lands just walks to shadpwed corner.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> ...Deadly.... -- Kiss of Death, 08:43:48 01/01/02 Tue

...Mare of rank watches at a distance. Nightmare's Victory was right. Femme was weak and unsure of herself. She was confused and wasn't understanding it. Hellion lurches forth and approaches hellion and frail mare. Lappetts lace as femina unshealths enamels from their damp pits of hell. She had been chased out by a guard who decided her fate.. and she didnt leave? Oracles flash maliciously as mare snaps at femme. She grabs at crest flesh and muzzle. Leave to desired area.. or leave permantly. Femina snorts and tosses visage. Stallion had granted femina's of guard rank to dismiss mares and allow others to stay. Bruja dismisses femme. Leave my sight before things get ugly...

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> +Indeed+ -- +Nightmare's Victory+, 09:35:15 01/01/02 Tue

+She nods aproval to the one of highest rank 'mongst thee harem, yet if thee female wished explanation, let though be. She wants to prove her worth? yet how can you prove something which is not there? she has just proven what she really was, and she was not worthy of thee domain of evil kind........... she shall leave or die, the choice was hers.........+

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[> [> ** -- The Martyr's Sacrifice, 10:25:29 01/01/02 Tue

**Corrupt is the exiled angel, born of immortal folly and concieved by the ruined innocence. The simple chestnut can do no more than laugh in mockery, and raise her brows in skeptism, and then in respect to Nightmare's Victory. The ease of her steps and the calm confidence, she took the Martyr's respect in a single bound of the moon and stars. Now three guards she had defied, the chestnut leaps foward, her teeth used to hammer the delicate muzzle of the bay, driving her back.**

**She turns to Kiss of Death, so trademark is her prance. The obvious respect was returned, and with a quiet chuckle yes, alliance would be cherished in the future.**

The Martyr's Sacrifice

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[> [> [> +Notice+ -- +Nightmare's Victory+, 10:49:18 01/01/02 Tue

+She, demoness catches glimpse of thee, optics narrowed yet cresents still visable, lobes never leave their place laid 'pon her poll, nares flatter, pistons lifted one by one shifting mass from side to other................+

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[> [> [> Rears.... -- Perfect Night, 12:19:37 01/01/02 Tue

Neighing out her last call, she lands and breaks through tiny circle, she stands alone and rears, neighing as if to say...

�You have denied great power that would have worked well if given a chance,this is my last call, my last site, goodbye and shall you be hunted by my spirit for ever more!!�

With that she whirls around on hoove gallopsing out of sight happy to be gone, her words still hang in the air, still haunting all of those who are visable to her spirit.

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[> [> [> [> +Ignorance+ -- +Nightmare's Victory+, 12:33:36 01/01/02 Tue

+She did not make her judgement out of nothing, 'tis one proved herself unworthy and still, prving it more, the decision was made so let it be, only the finest+

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