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Date Posted: 12:22:19 02/25/03 Tue
Author: Flame
Subject: *He tries to read her body language as she takes in the area*
In reply to: Clover 's message, "*Turning she nuzzles him back.*" on 10:08:27 02/25/03 Tue

*Following her gaze to the crushed grass, he chuckles a little.* Yeah *he agrees* it really is beautiful *he grins* we're obviously not the first ones to think so* his gaze falls back down to the matted grass. Surrounding that area, there are wildflowers of every sort, licking their sides as they'd walked through the clearing. The beautiful blues, reds, yellows, oranges, and purples seem warm and welcoming, creating a tangible rainbow. Beyond the rings of daisys, buttercups, daffodils, and such, there are towering trees, thick with age, that seem to protect the sacred area. A blanket of fuzzy moss covered these dark guards and sunlight poured through their soft green leaves. Hundreds of golden decorative prints adorn the plush grass. The stud breathes in deeply, all of the sweet spring smelling pollen, and the fresh earthy smelling grass being absorbed into his lungs. He glances over at Clover.* Gotta love the spring...

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