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[> [> .watch. -- Exit To Eden, 10:28:10 06/02/02 Sun (205.188.197.159)

Femora's ashen optics stared at the stallion's strutting motions. Deciding to tease him a bit, ran her hindmost tresses across his broad chest seducingly. Femme liked what she saw in the stallion, bravery and a contagious confidence about him. She would be watching him aswell.

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[> [> [> .laugh. -- Slave Dancer, 16:34:48 06/03/02 Mon (205.188.197.189)

Femora's wandering optics landed 'pon steed and fatale. Approaching the mare, having a so called kinship with her. Halting beside the opposing equines. Auditives swivled, catching unfamiliar scents. Nares flared, retracting instantly at the end of each life giving breath. Ashen hued witheres twitched, scaring a scarce fly from her shoulder. Still, she remained silent. Curious onto what her friend had been up to more then the stallion.

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[> -*-Rage-*- -- Skajira, 06:36:37 06/12/02 Wed (217.34.212.244)

-*-How dare this stallion, courting mares, Blackblood mares, in his territory??

Murderous gleam lights his eyes as equine barrels towards other without warning, lashing out with fores and teeth, aiming for th'vulnerable throat. You're dead.-*-

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[> [> .amusement. -- Slave Dancer, 13:34:45 06/12/02 Wed (205.188.199.172)

A weary step was made backwards, not out of fear, but out of pure amusement. Watching others fight was entertainment toward her, though she was capable of killing others herself. But why bother when you can have someone else do your dirty work? Giving a small snort of irratation, turned to leave, finding it suddenly boring.

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