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Date Posted: 19:25:12 06/24/01 Sun
Author: TSOTC9
Subject: (ooc I feel like a dork writing another msg so quicky) :..::notice::..:

:..::tosses her head.. gazing at the new members.. they seemed strong.. Pluto and Jupiter.. she knew not much about them.. yet Fresians were of strong blood.. percieves Rune cooly.. this mare seemed interesting.. Seductress was a mare she felt she could not exactly connect with.. though TSOTC9 hated to admit.. the mare seemed powerful.. yet repelling.. she had no fear of question of authority.. yet Seductress proved to make her suspicious.. the mare seemed flighty slightly.. she was impatient.. yet TSOTc9 would wait and observe::..:

+nares quiver slightly.. fiery oculi taking in everything.. she percieves with a stranger's eye yet felt they were all familiar.. it felt right.. she gazes upon the faces of the strong studs.. and the arrogant mares.. they were admirable.. spots one that seems regal.. set apart from others.. one of midnight's black with hoofs as strong as the god's hammers above.. feels apprehensive.. delicate yet sturdy hooves stumble across the ground.. towards her mother.. she still needed to master the art of little things.. already.. the small filly lifts her head slightly.. arrogantly.. above all else.. as if she owned the world.. she was prideful... yet with a painful naivity that she herself knew.. she would learn.. she was Flurried Emotions.. her velvetine lips curl at the name.. what sort of name would have been given to her but that... she detested the sound that her mother uttered.. the name showed no character.. yet if it did.. it was those of a weakling.. a dainty little flower crushed by pounding hooves+

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