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Subject: ... Thought ...

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Wake Angel | Eos

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Date Posted: 22:34:25 12/11/01 Tue
In reply to: Lightning 's message, "Snorts(To Deja Vu as well)" on 21:27:29 12/11/01 Tue

^ The mare stands quietly next to her steed. Rank was not important to her. For she had all she needed. She was happy either way. She rests her muzzle softly on his shoulder ^ {Wake Angel}

+ The filla stands next to her sire. She did wish to learn along side him. But she also knew her mother had much to teach her. There were lessons she needed to learn that only a femm could teach her. Perhaps she could follow both around. Learn from both. From her father, she would learn how to be a leader and mange a herd. Knowing right from wrong and learning how to be the leader or the alpha of a herd. And from her mother, she could learn how to survive in the world of stallions. Learning how to be a mare. Filla was young but her dam had taught her much in the few months since birth. She was taught that many wanted to caught those of her color. And man ran in the shadows waiting for her to be alone. Yet she knew she must watch out for stallions in other herds. For they meant danger at her age. Yet she knew things also that she had not been taught. But observed. She knew her father was a wise and kind stallion. Running his herd wisely. She steps closer to her sire. She looks for her dam, spotiong her on the other side, she moves and smashes herself in to the middle of them. She smiles and looks up at both. Nosing their chins softly + [Eos]

((Wake Angel has nothing to talk about. hehe))

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