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Date Posted: 13:54:24 12/09/01 Sun
Author: Thowra
Subject: ...burn...

...ingression of tiny colt...muscles rippling already in burnish'd tawn pelt...silent trumpets sound as power'd hindquarters toss him easily thro' night air...lungs fill with the aurora of battle...jaded oculi flicker...

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[> -Watch- -- Dark Night, 13:56:31 12/09/01 Sun

She watched the colt..amused expression is given..where was the colts dam and sire? She wondered..

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[> [> ...auds lace... -- Thowra, 13:58:38 12/09/01 Sun

...scream as lobes lace to poll...ivories click in wariness...his dam was dead...his father, unknown...however...thro' him, the blood of the great Blood Lust lived on...

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[> [> [> -Nod- -- Dark Night, 14:00:37 12/09/01 Sun

So he was kin to Night Lust..? A nod is given to colt as gaze swept o'er land..

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[> [> [> ...flames of hell... -- Night Lust, 14:03:04 12/09/01 Sun

...lead smelled the blood of a sibling in golden colt...with an offhand glance down...she screams in surprise...and backs away slowly...the tales of the great Thowra...dam's grandfather...a golden stallion, the devil himself...ruler of all evils...steed of Satan...he had returned...femori snorts at herself...it was merely a golden colt...her borther? no reincarnation of Thowra...still, she watched the foal warily...

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[> [> [> [> -Surprise- -- Dark Night, 14:06:01 12/09/01 Sun

Nod given to Night Lust she turns her gaze to both, a bit uneasy. A step back, she gallops off, turning from a distance away, wary uneasy glance given to both..

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[> [> [> [> [> ...amusement... -- Thowra, 15:44:08 12/09/01 Sun

...studcolt looks to 'sister' with an amused snort...his close coupled body had nothing but the elegance and grace of his dam...all else was...different...while sister resembled delicate fatale closley...

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[> -!Is It A Tie.. Should She Break It!- -- Tie Breaker, 14:04:17 12/09/01 Sun

Femmes ears laced down, nostrils flared..orbs raging the femmes muscles buldging under her silky black and white coat..the femme bows to the great colt for she looks in his eyes seeing pure evil and great leader someday..she rears and trashes the sky letting out a peircing call..

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[> **Hiss** -- Martyr, 14:32:03 12/09/01 Sun

**With a morbid hiss she leaps foward, pushing aside the small gathering to stand at the side of the colt. Her own filly shrieks indignantly at the congestion, and her small lobes lie flat against her head.**

**So fierce, so young, even her shadow's lines are well-defined and elegant. The Warrior and the Martyr at their best, she holds each's charm and exotic aires and unearthly beauty without effort. She fallows in her dam's wake, flouncing in her easy majesty, and halts beside the colt. Her lofty expression comical, she peers over his back as once more the Martyr's hiss is heard above all other.**

**Thowra.. One of her closest alliance's legacy. A sharp pain plagues her heart and she hisses again. Could she have taken Blood Lust's last child, she would have; But she was beaten to it. Her sharp gaze does not leave the colt nor the filly, and the pyre of her livid gaze does not cool.**

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[> [> ...watch... -- Thowra, 15:58:07 12/09/01 Sun

...studcolt watches fatale and foal...mare had an easy grace...yet the filly was pompous...not proud...hiss to rival that of femora...shrill cry of challenge to the goods...

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