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Date Posted: 23:55:13 02/04/02 Mon
Author: Amyrah
Author Host/IP: 64.12.101.152
Subject: venture

Silvern one steps delicately 'pon tender limbs, taunted gaze in adoration of this tranquility. Icey sting lingers in her veins, for the filly had sought a stream to clense her wounds. Sight of she met Approaching Storm in admiration for his kind character. With a gift of low whicker -- formal greeting -- she felt that she was welcome, and had faithful intuition for the gentle stallion. Yet she had been living in oblivion for eight moons, and a life with one she did not know was harsh.

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[> smiles -- Approaching Storm, 18:01:58 02/05/02 Tue (66.57.188.108)

So you do not know me? Never fear, you will know me soon enough. He nuzzles the filly. He is gald she enjoys it here, but wishes there were more such as her.

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[> [> shy -- Amyrah, 01:29:43 02/08/02 Fri (205.188.201.206)

The filly breathes softly, ivory pelt trembling at the touch of his whiskered muzzle. "I thank thee for keeping me safe." This was a fearsome land, Amyrah had never been attacked before and still she was quite skittish. In time she would relax into her home. That brought upon the questions that she voiced, "Sir, where are the boundaries of this terrain, does it belong to thee? Are you aware of those who dwell close? And, Sir Storm, are you seeking to live in Castlecrest forever? Please be not angered by so many questions."

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[> [> [> Amusement -- Approaching Storm, 20:55:04 02/08/02 Fri (66.57.188.108)

The steed is not angered, but amused by the filly queries. This was his land, and here he would remain. He was aware the herd nearby was larger, and this was why he wished to build his herd quickly. As to there character, he had not tested it yet

(note: Just so you know, it's too much trobule to make AS talk, since this is how I'm used to typing)

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