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Subject: ~Sprint~ Author: Stormy [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 13:46:57 04/13/02 Sat ~Stormy stands outside her office, grooming Angel Fyre in a frenzy of action. She sighs and glares at the filly, then puts her away, still seething with anger and frustration. Muttering a curse, Stormy enters her office. She exits moments later, having changed into track shorts and a white T-shirt with running shoes and her hair french braided back away from her face. She jogs out of the barn and down the road, spriniting near five miles before stopping just outside the entrance to the next farm on the road. She sighs darkly and turns back towards the stables, jogging ever so slowly for 2 and a half miles, then walking the last bit. After her run, having refreshed her senses, She stops infront of her barn and collapses in the grass, breathing heavily. She leans against the wood frame of the fencing, taking several clensing breaths before closing her eyes and drifting into the zone, where little matters other than having an imagaination...~ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]