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Date Posted: 22:50:26 04/04/02 Thu
Author: Wingilla, Bri Bri, Son Of Storm(joined with)Stight
Subject: Bri Bri stumbles in, Wingilla Behind her as groan we pain,

^whats wrong with us Sos?^ wingilla askes, pleadingly. *just stay still ok, don't move,* He tells us, ~but I can't, the pain, no no , I can't stay still, ohhhhh the pain~ Bri Bri Wails ^ try sis!^ Wing replies. Sos, I don't think that we should wait to gt in a TT, we need the safty of one, staight says, gazing at her mate *No stight!! we must stay here and not move make them move* I snap at her, these 2 fillies had been through alot with him. Then a light voice comes in the air, it sounds like Bri and Wing together ~^ please take of Son of Storm Stolen Light, We put all our trust in you. Go find a Tt and leave us here, Even if we just arrived, a sickness has taken control, just flee form us and leave us, be ^~ As Stight and Sos look down they see that Both bri and Wing stoped wizzing and rolling, they lay dead still. A tears escape From Son Of Storm. Stight nuzzles him, these were like the children he can get now, because he has found Stight, his mate, Stight stumbles, her blging tummy rolling. she cripples a bit. then says, Sos, I need to go some where, I need to join a TT, please meet me at Wildfire pass, I say and canter out, half stumberling, my Pregnant tummy rolling from side to side. I am left aone, tears rolling down my cheeks. My two little friend fillies are dead. I let out a shrill whinny of depression. I lie down next them, I lay my head on both of them, I then rise. I let out anthor shrill whinny and rear. It starts to rain, heavy rain, I just stay there, tears gushing down my face

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[> OOC: just so no one askes, Colic, I heard horses can die from it -- SOS, 15:47:55 04/05/02 Fri

I rear agin letting out on last shrill whinny, I then walk off, leaving the two dead mares alone

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