<font color=yellow>*The beautiful grey filly trots around happily. She is now three, and she feels like she is growing up fast. She has grown into her legs. Her body built to run. Her head dished with big chocolate eyes. She walks around, her head held high. She smiles at her dad. She then sees her beautiful mother grazing contently. She trots over happily and rubs her mother on the shoulder with ehr soft nose.*<font color=fusia>*The tall grey mare raises her head. She smiles, happy to see her daughter.*"My how you have grown."She smiles and walks over to pond, her walk long and elegant. She nuzzles her mate on her way. She wades into the water, putting her nose in the watter. She blows on it, playing with it making small ripples in the water. She then sips gently from the water. Quenching her thirst.* -- Starcrest Cliff

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Subject: *The beautiful grey filly trots around happily. She is now three, and she feels like she is growing up fast. She has grown into her legs. Her body built to run. Her head dished with big chocolate eyes. She walks around, her head held high. She smiles at her dad. She then sees her beautiful mother grazing contently. She trots over happily and rubs her mother on the shoulder with ehr soft nose.**The tall grey mare raises her head. She smiles, happy to see her daughter.*"My how you have grown."She smiles and walks over to pond, her walk long and elegant. She nuzzles her mate on her way. She wades into the water, putting her nose in the watter. She blows on it, playing with it making small ripples in the water. She then sips gently from the water. Quenching her thirst.*

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