| Subject: Steed of liquid obsidian... |
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The Soul Haunter
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Date Posted: 16:19:53 03/21/01 Wed
Steed of ebon enters upon heavily feathered hooves, the large 'plates' walking with a gentleness rarely shown by the large beast. Making nearly no noise, the steed enters his home. And it was a home now, with the addition of two lovely mares: Solo and The Boss. But Solo had been told to leave. He could not have her here anymore. It would harm her. Instead he must bridle his emotions and let her go silently, praying that the same fate will not befall The Boss. Emitting a hevy sigh, his thoughts shift to White Devil. Was she to join them in their wonderful home as well? He assumed that all was figured out now, but perhaps she did not wish to enter the shadows, to let her heart be strangled by the icy depths of the woods. Then his thoughts moved to Tainted Love. She had been the first to accept his offer of forming a herd, yet she still had not shown her presence within his forest. Perhaps she had lied. No, she would not lie. Not after harming him the way she did. ((OOC: Just to let you guys know, she hit him in his 'package' as she called it when they met)) He sighs yet again, his mind shifting towards Gossamer, NE, Flash, Call of Death, and several other mares whom he'd spoken with and remembered. There were many, but only few whom he would allow in his forest, allow to see him regularly, to see his emotions, his rare smile. These elite few would be his to love, should he ever learn how.
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