.:Sleepless Nights:. -- Death Valley

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Date Posted: 17:03:02 05/19/03 Mon
Author: .:Insomniac:.
Subject: .:Sleepless Nights:.

Ebony femora saunters into this terra unfamiliar. Oculars dart constantly, and within three seconds she had explored the whole place without moving. Halting her forward motion, she inhales deeply, nares flaring while intaking life sustaining oxygen. Clawing the sky with daggers of steel, she screams her claim to the heavens. She would remain, and make this, her home. If anyone challenged her desicion to dwell within, they would pay dearly.

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[> [glisten][reflect] -- Carcajou, 00:31:55 05/20/03 Tue [1]

The grey mare peers at her with interest and pastes a welcoming smile on her face, although the fact that she was not feeling entirely welcoming at the moment was rather difficult to conceal. Still, she as of yet bears no grudge against the black, and so she offers a simple "Greetings, and welcome to Death Valley."

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[> .:Sleepless Nights:. -- .:Insomniac:., 17:07:12 05/20/03 Tue [1]

Dipping her ebony tiara, she returns the greeting silently. Her icy orbs trained on the steel femora. Lowering her crown once more, she grabs a mouthful of green shoot, while munching, she looks around again, trying to find other signs of life.

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