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Date Posted: 17:41:38 01/25/03 Sat
Author: Dream Catcher
Subject: /Could this be the one to dream with him\
In reply to: Aislinn 's message, "*Ebon mare quietly walks in.*" on 16:18:08 12/23/02 Mon

Tall 17 hand muscular Spanish Mustang brute cnaters and nickers to the mare. He prances 'round her with banner held high and nape stretched out to envelope her scent in notri'. Oculi searching her. He then stops 45 degrees to her left and wickers at her. His black pointed roan speckle coat. He lifts head high and rears, slashing air with irons. Torso moving, centered with nape and hindquarters, abdomen clenching in shrill whinneys. He lands, hoping to have impressed her subtly. Brute is but a bold, mysterious foe but has youth and a mischevious sense and is favored by many.

*/Brute walks 'pon trodden land near fae. 'e being wise and brave over others. Dangerous but caring, wise but unsympathetic, unknown but all too known, strong but weak, forceful but intruiging.~~~He canters wi' banner held high, continually circling her. Nostri' flare, extremities and appendages heaving ones torso f'ward. Tresses and tassel blown 'n thy howling wind o' dreams. >>Dont mess with the dream<< nape stretches out t'ward dove to create bond. crania bobs in approval. Lobes flicker. Sucks in air of life and blows out slowly on new aquaintance. He wickers and arches neck.\*

*Live but not love*
*Died but not hate*

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