|.Drops Head.| -- The Mating Grounds

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Date Posted: 15:58:50 12/12/02 Thu
Author: Driekus
Subject: |.Drops Head.|
In reply to: Dancer 's message, "*Love is sparkling in her eyes as she nickers softly.*" on 10:48:42 12/12/02 Thu

|.The happiness that filled his body soon ended as she drew forth that question, though still joy spurred his heart. A light whicker 'mits 'fro his plush, nudging her gently.|

..I haven't a harem yet, m'love, yet whichever land you wish tis' yours. I shall fight if I must, but as it seems, we are alone in this world, and so the lands remain untamed. M'love, if your wish to become the queen I shall lay forth every bit of my strength to do so, so that you will be happy...What tis' your wish, m'love?..

|.Soon as he spoke the flaming rose beset on the ground was woven into her mane, then he nuzzled her lovingly. As long as it took for her wish, it 'twould be so..Yet for some reason, a question burned inside of him in wonder of who 'twas the birth-father o' her foal, though he did not ask in fears that it 'twould be rude.|

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[> [> [> [> [> *Nuzzles his sleek neck back lovingly.* -- Dancer, 09:52:00 12/13/02 Fri

Well, since there's hardly anyone else here, why don't we move to Bluebell County, in Kantainea? This place is so . . . quiet, *she whispers, then adds softly,* As quiet as death. *She tosses her silvery mane and shakes, as if shaking off the bad feelings.* So? *Nips his broad, smooth neck lightly.* Can we?

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[> [> [> [> [> [> |.Backs Up.| -- Driekus, 10:38:58 12/14/02 Sat

|.M'love, as I so wish to please you, I can not do such. My sister, whom 'twas the queen o'er these lands left them in my care until her return from her great conquest o' 'er love. I can not break a promise so true to my word.|

..Disappears, returning to Sapphire Isles leaving a crystal tear as his last..

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> NO!!! *she cries and races after him.* -- Dancer, 18:47:19 12/14/02 Sat

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