</b><font color=red>..apology...</font> -- Paradise Haven

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Date Posted: 11:45:11 06/09/01 Sat
Author: .Arsenic.
Subject: ..apology...
In reply to: .disaster. 's message, ".rebel." on 22:52:02 06/08/01 Fri

Valkyrie stands, prore bowed as matriarch approaches. Whole being proclaims embarrassment and chagrin. Last vocifercation from queen was taken as scorn twords those who see their new land as bordeom in the making. Her ideals stand, however, that this land will not be the proposed paridise. What use is there, she appeals, to have a mares band, warriors of the finest, if we have none to protect in a masculite-less land? But alas, we did not protect much in the other land, did we? Only harrassing the other stallions and 'choosable mares' was there job. Visage is bobbed and shaken in sorrow and frustration as being backsteps away from sisters. She seeks something to protect, for that was what she applied to do in joining this clan. Their dominatrix, she will soon have her youngling to fondle and love. The rest may, sure, but it won't be the same. Swift pace carries her a disgraced distance away, where she stands, nares brushed upon earth in self-spurning.

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[> Permission -- Fire dancer, 14:44:23 06/10/01 Sun

The femme approaches the dominant mare gracefully, yet respectfully. Hoping she will have permission, she wishes that she will be able to learn how the mare became in foal. Was it a lost battle? Was she claimed at will? Against will?

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