*she hears the departure of the stallion, and doesn't move a muscle until he is gone, no scent remaining* -- Diamond Dunes

This is the Territory where the king, (and someday queen) will live. It is the largest Territory of all. It has miles of white sand but around the edges there is fresh greenery. There are many Trees around for shade and a large lake at one end with crystal waters. This is Aramil's home. At night, when the many moons come out, (one over each territory) they reflect off of the diamonds hidden in the sand.

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Date Posted: 18:48:24 07/01/01 Sun
Author: Saltatrix
Subject: *she hears the departure of the stallion, and doesn't move a muscle until he is gone, no scent remaining*

**when he is gone out of sight, out of earshot, and no scent remains, she dares to open her eyes. He is a wonderful stallion, but she cannot bear to be under the rule of this mare whom he has left in charge. Torn between her will to remain loyal to him, and her desire to flee, she remains motionless. She hears the mare's vigilant watch, and her ears flick in the direction, judging the distance of the guard. She knows now will be her time, and comes to a decision, the only one that she really knows to make. This mare will soon become lead, she can sense it, and so she must leave. Witout a sound she sneaks past the boundaries of the tt, and once she is outside, she strikes up a gallop, heading straight for the freedom territory...**

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