<font face="Enviro" size=4 color=skyblue>.Leaving.</font> -- Paradise Haven

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Date Posted: 14:27:22 06/09/01 Sat
Author: Downpour
Subject: .Leaving.

What use was it to stay here? No fun. With no masculinates to harass or chase off, what was there to do in life? 'Rot' in Paradise Haven, grazing and sleeping all day long? They would become fat, lazy mares! Femme sighs. She would stay if Disaster said to, for it would be good for the foal to grow up away from the harmful steeds. But when the young one was born, would they leave? No, she could not leave her lead. Then shall she wander back and forth between the two mares' lands? Yes, that seemed the only thing to do. Onyx fore lifts, ready to start off to the 'Garden'. Dark orbs scan the haven, dial raises skyward, and whinny is emitted, announcing her short departure. Hooves rise and fall in a rythmic canter, tresses whipping wildly about, dark coat shining in dawn's rays. She was a picture of beauty, the only thing a steed could ever want. Then why had she chosen to rebel against them, and live with her kind? It was a secret untold, and perhaps never would be told. Or would it?

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[> Observe -- Insomnia ~The Sleepless One~ , 06:30:34 06/10/01 Sun

Bronzen Arabian snorts harshly to Downpour. It was annoucing her presence, before she gaited up. Oculi flicker at the other, and Insomnia snorts in agreement. The bronze Arab was fit enough for desert endurance, muscles quiver with every move, she certainly did not want to get fat! Nare dialate, yet she could not go back to the place where stench of testosterone reaked! Half-rears in frusteration, they needed some action... she snorts...

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[> *~*Found*~* -- Fire Dancer, 14:22:04 06/10/01 Sun

Stay in the rose garden? How could her kin do this? She had only just arrived in this peaceful place, and already wanted to leave? True, there wasn't much action, or adventure here, but why leave? The femme did not wish to leave! Even if her kin left, she would stay. Of course she would visit her in the co-ed herd, yet, she would not remain there permanently. It was her choice.

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