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Date Posted: 13:33:08 01/04/03 Sat
Author: Noel
Author Host/IP: cache-dm10.proxy.aol.com / 205.188.209.78
Subject: :::Changing Tydes:::
In reply to: Valentine 's message, "~* Heartbraker" on 22:10:13 01/03/03 Fri

:::Changing Tydes:::

.[The scruffy tyke whinnied feebly to his mother, feeling for her with his loss of vision beneath the changing tides. He was yet weak, tired, and overly exhausted. His silvery white hide covered limbs gave way to the ocean currents, soft azure waves lapping gently against his shivering body. He remained still, his fuzzy small muzzle diving at the water crystals that floated in bubbles over his damp coat. His thick cream mane, or what we could tell of it, had gone static by the heat and clung desperately to anything that came to its path.

His mother's call met his tiny tan coloured ears that flopped unsteadily to each side of his fragile cranium. He pulled himself to his hooves, they were tiny and gray like soot and ashes. His dark cherry eyes met with the soft gaze of his mother and he merrily trotted onto the beach away from the lolling of the waves. The sun cast its warm rays down to dry the droplets of water from his sparkling coat, his whinny muffled by the gaggle of water within his throat. He coughed once and then drew on to his loving mother's side, nipping her silver and rust flecked hide with his alabaster dentials. He was ready to go home now, he wanted to meet his family.]

NOEL
Royal Foal of the Blizzard
The Golden Key To Life's Secrets

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Replies:

Royale Noel -- Torchs Wind, 15:42:18 01/04/03 Sat
- .royalty. -- Shasta Wild, 15:56:04 01/04/03 Sat
  - :::Changing Tides::: -- Noel, 16:00:45 01/04/03 Sat
    - An Heir At Sight -- Torchs Wind, 16:08:56 01/04/03 Sat
      - ~* An Honor -- Valentine, 10:35:49 01/05/03 Sun