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Subject: *red stallion watches Cobweb, and turns his head to Death. He understood his plight, and sympathized with him, for a second he remembered the golden mare, then he shook his head and turned towards the other horses "I'm heading over to Blue Lake. Some friends odf mine have been stirring up trouble lately. . . Join me if you like"he wheels and gallops off*


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Date Posted: 14:11:34 02/26/02 Tue
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In reply to: Cobweb 's message, "She charges back in with ears pinned. She probably shouldn't have left, but after hearing Othello's promising outlook on Gangsta's situation, her frustration with a greater situation returned. The royalty, of whom she longed to adore as she felt royalty ought to be, had been quarrelsome. Quarrels were for enemies, but one should have nothing against their own flesh and blood. She could not understand that, nor did she want to. It irked her, though, that they who she was supposed to look up to could act in such a manner that she felt so negative about. >>>" on 20:10:51 02/24/02 Sun

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She watches, her ears pricking at the mention of the home of the Lights. Perhaps she would go along, though she wasn't sure she was in the mood to stir up trouble. Then again, it could lighten the burden that grieved her, the one secret she refused to let anyone guess at...Cobweb16:16:13 02/28/02 Thu


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