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Subject: -v- Bird of the Night -v- --i mock thee--

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Nightingale + Mockingbird

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Date Posted: 09:21:18 12/24/02 Tue
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Suddenly fatale apparates on this terra. Comforted by familiar surrioundings and begins to graze -- but then feels a pain she has never felt before. It is beginning.

Even before optics open, the youth knows that she is no longer within her mother. The strange scents and textures come to her in a rush. Slowly she opens her eyes. Then closes them, and opens them again, amazed. Here in this strange place, only two things are certain: one, that she must stand, and the other, that she must nurse. Shakily and after several attempts, she stands, and wobbles over to nurse.

Patiently Nightingale stands and waits for her filla to finish nursing, maternal insticts taking charge. Observing the filla, she is unfooled by her current state of extreme foal-ishness. Once her amazement is worn off, Nightingale knows that she will be satiric and sarcastic, a true mockingbird. And that would be her name. Aloud, she informs the filla of this: "Your name is Mockingbird."

Finishing, Mockingbird looks up at her dam. "Yes mother," she says sweetly. "I'll do my best to live up to it."

Nightingale nods, and steps forth. She will go to Slave Dancer's terra and inquire of her where Unruley is.

Obediently, Mockingbird follows her dam.

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