Date Posted:07:44:38 07/02/01 Mon Author: Kiss Of Death Subject: A p p e a r a n c e
*Coal fatale degresses from umbra, recalcitrant orbs fall upon each mare in turn, all were of a higher rank than her so she would not push her luck. A harsh whicker escapes femme through parted labrums, FO had invited her and she had entered, seeking the company of more defiant, darker mares. The ones in the mares land were simply too sweet. Muscles ripple under her taut svelte ebony pelt, silken mane and plume flag behind femme in the zephyr like a banner, dished poll is tossed abruptly as femina awaits the other equines' reactions. Lobes flicker to and fro and right forlimb is raised before being dropped, onyx nail leaving a mark in terra firma.*
