<font color=red>.:Endearment:.</font> -- Isle Of Fire

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Date Posted: 15:49:13 06/25/01 Mon
Author: Naamah Ka Anubis
Subject: .:Endearment:.
In reply to: -Anubis- 's message, ".content." on 16:51:34 06/24/01 Sun

.:Hellion turns her dished cranium toward steed and whickers softly (working...*lol*), then catches a strand of ebon tress gently between blunt incisors and gives it a light tug. Releses her grip upon his mane, then turns a dark eye toward Ka Anubis, watching with hawk like vidulence:.
.:Youth nickers softly, tossing his miniature skull, then 'gallops' after sire, struggling to keep pace. Youth reaches rear of 'pack', trying in vain to pull away:.

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[> .at ease. -- -Anubis-, 16:00:12 06/26/01 Tue

A silent whuffle towards the feminas who all were so special to this ebon steed - lunging playfully at Ceridwen before taking off to catch up with TaTaKnee and Nymph. Letting loose a streching buck; how it felt so nice to stretch the muscles after a stressful few challenges....

Suddenly feeling a sharp pain in the left flank, slowing carefully to a halt - perhaps it was not smart to push so hard after the battles. Walking silently back to Allure - placing velvet muzzle lightly upon her withers, playing with her cascading mane....hind hoof cocks at a small angle, tail whisking silently against muscled sides.

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