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Subject: *smile*

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Kay & Cobalt

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Date Posted: 03:55:48 12/23/01 Sun
In reply to: ^Nada^ 's message, "=Calms=" on 21:41:40 12/22/01 Sat

*She smiles and talks soothingly to the mare* It's okay, he's right you know. You'll be alright. *she turns to Tristen and smiles* Thanks for your help. I probably couldn't have done it without you. *she turns back to the mare, untying her rope from the post and re-tying it on Cobalt's saddle.* Easy girl. I'll take good care of you. *She mounts her horse and eases him towards the bucking pen, carefull the rope does not tighten too much on Nada's throat but tight enough that she gets the message about moving. Once in the pen she loosens the lasso, then with a deft movement flips the rope over the mare's head. She quickly brings Cobalt out of the pen and shuts the door, securing it tightly. She turns Cobalt loose in a nearby corral with plenty of hay and water. Then she goes back to the bucking pen, putting a bucket of water inside and a flake of hay. Then she sits on a bucket of straw outside the pen and watches the mare, making soothing noises all the while* Good girl. See, I'm not so bad.

+cobalt fetale nickers to girl, crafted head bobs delightedly. Visage lowers to summer grass and ivory fangs pluck emerald tendrils from the turf, content.+

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Subject	Author	Date
-nods with a smile-	Tristen	18:18:30 12/23/01 Sun
~Bulging~ -- ^Nada^, 22:50:19 12/29/01 Sat