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Subject: ::Winds of Rapscallion::


Author:
Des
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Date Posted: 17:53:36 01/26/02 Sat
Author Host/IP: 4.47.198.237
In reply to: Malo 's message, "anger" on 14:09:06 01/26/02 Sat

Femme snorts though heads towads Cerezza, orbs filled with fright and confusion.

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Liberty
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Date Posted: 18:51:09 01/26/02 Sat
Author Host/IP: 209.240.222.130



The pain of Malos attaks hardly bother him as he crashes his heavy magnificent body against Malo.He coutinues slashing at him, he grabs his throat like a metal trap, and bite hard holding it there making it almost impossible for Malo to breath. He shoves Malo agianst a large oak tree, and pins him. He throughs out his creamy hooves ontop of Malos head, his diamond hard hooves slice a the strangers pelt, slicing one hoof after the other ontop of the stallion. His weight is pushed upon the other stallion harder. He feels te dark evil blood flow onto his teeth once again. He coutinues holding Malo. The white stallions pelt now in certain spots is drenched with black blood. His eyes roll as he countinues holding the stranger. The rain washes into Liberty wounds and the pain is hardly noticable to Liberty for all he is concentrating on is the fight. His ears are pinned flat agianst his head as the fight goes on and the storm rages on .

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Author:
Des
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Date Posted: 19:54:50 01/26/02 Sat
Author Host/IP: 4.47.199.38

Obeying the stallions words she exits the TT and into Nerezza.

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Author:
Aerlaan
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Date Posted: 07:36:50 01/27/02 Sun
Author Host/IP: 152.163.207.48

With a curse the filly follows, not at all happy at being led back towards that place.

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