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Date Posted: 23:02:59 05/21/03 Wed
Author: Carcajou
Subject: [glisten][reflect]
In reply to: Cattivo Malvagit� 's message, "-hatred is her life-" on 19:17:17 05/03/03 Sat

She raises an interested and invisible brow to the comment on the intriguing eyes, but offers no more to the conversation. Clearly she had done her bit for the time being, and now she was off to find grazing in the greenery scattered sparsely around and about the territory. Before leaving, she flicks her tail almost teasingly at Perseus- heck, why not have a little fun? Grudges never did anyone any good at all, and it might give Cattivo a slight impression of what was in store for her. Plus it was spring; spring fever took its merry toll on the little mare. She shakes her head with an inner grin and departs.

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[> *As dark as the shadows...* -- Perseus, 17:42:02 05/22/03 Thu [1]

*As her tail passes by his face he catches the aroma of a mare, and quickly turns his head towards her departing figure. They had not parted on excellent terms, but it had been so long since he had felt the touch of the opposite sex. These lands had not provided a plethora of young mares for him, as was almost custom in his homeland. He smiles cockily at her, letting her know that this conversation would continue soon.*

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