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... and her thoughts would explode! -- Tigress, 00:13:48 06/16/02 Sun (152.163.207.192)
Things were uneventful ... which was pleasant to a horse. Tigress didn't mind the company or competition of Silent Scream, she was only glad to see her getting better. More blue skies came and the weather grew hotter. Tigress was growing quite round in her belly, though nothing was said about it.
She slept during the day, resting in the shade of Sangre's dense forests. The nights and mornings were cooler and less miserable, but during the day Tigress would rather be dreaming. One nap, laying down as her feet were quite tired, the mare dreamed of travels and treasures.
When she awoke, with whiskered muzzle taunt, Tigress saught (sp) out Rioto. Upon finding him and speaking a while, the mare proposed a question. "Lord Rioto, we know of every pineneedle on this mountain. Things are growing tiresomely boring, do you agree? I've had a dream of the southern shores. There are not too many dangers in this land, that I know of. I am sure you can protect us. Please let us travel ... the three of us, on an unknown adventure." Strangely normal, the little mare was easy-going and submissive, though the cravings for adventure certainly ruled over her life. The pleading expression suggested that if Rioto refused, Tigress would have to leave alone. Not for the solitude or rebellion, she loved company and even more so a stable authority, but one more day on this never-changing Sangre de Cristo and her thoughts would explode! She waited patiently.
Forgive my spelling. :P
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of course -- Rioto, 07:05:59 06/16/02 Sun (152.163.213.82)
The stallion too had been growing bored with Sangre, a journey to the southern shores sounded exiting. "Yes that would be exiting. I know not the way to the shores though." Mahogany eyes light up with happiness.
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|.journey| -- Silent Scream, 10:59:59 06/16/02 Sun (216.135.92.66)
|.crimson dove stood to her feet, she seemed much better. balmy labrums whistled her recov'ry. she 'twas ready to go, lead be Tigress.|
OOC:
Srry, for the crappy post. I don't feel like rping right now. :p
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