Subject: *Sorrowful whicker escapes blackend lips* |
Author: Moonbeam [ Edit | View ]
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Date Posted: 14:07:16 06/18/01 Mon
*Finely formed arab head lowering, femme equine lips megerly at lush foliage. Hunger no longer with her, barely audible sigh heaves from her chest. Expressive, liquid mahogany lack luster...for she was now alone, except for the young twins of whom seemed to be the only ones left. Of course, she held hope that her beloved mate and dear friends would return... But with every passing day, her childish hope diminshed somewhat.*
*Giving silken mane a light shake, the bright sun rays reflected of satiny coat of gold, giving the gracefully aging mare an almost heavenly look. Sweeping tail flicking lightly against hocks, femme breaks into smooth trot, circling her home.*
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