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Date Posted: 19:59:16 07/30/01 Mon
Author: Johar
Subject: Fine, remaking the message>>>>>>>>>>>>>
In reply to: Jamis 's message, "Ummm shes inside a large corral with a high fence and re-enforced door so you can't just appear in it" on 19:41:22 07/30/01 Mon

•The ghost-hued femme enters at a wild run, dodging the trees without slowing, sliding to a halt at the water's edge. Suddenly she shies upon the man who holds the filly captive. She emits a snort, ears flickering to and fro, her flightyness showing as she looks anxiously about for the stallion after her. Her nerves soothed, she takes a long drink from the pond, raising her head again, watching the horses upon the man. As he gets down she laces her ears back, maternal instinct showing. Moving silently across the sand, when she is right behind him, she rears and, with incredible trained agility, she strikes at his back, emiting a squeal of the pent up rage. Moving aside in a flash she moves toward the door, battering at it with sharp hooves. Hearing a satisfactory crack, she turns to look at her handy-work, a large crack in the door, though it had not broken down. Her quick, calculating mind was alive with activity. Reinforced! Her mind immediately went to one person. Shah! Spinning, she launched foreward towards the human, teeth bared in malice at this predator of horses. Sharp insicors sinking into his shoulder, she bit down, then took off toward the not to distant Aswan...•

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