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Date Posted: 16:48:38 06/16/02 Sun
Author: Temptor
Author Host/IP: 68.2.234.21
Subject: |relief|
In reply to: Mari~~onet~~teDevil'sPlaywright 's message, "- Muerde Me - - Morteir Me -" on 16:45:47 06/16/02 Sun

|well this was an improvement . step back taken shall mare feel well enough to rise, and want some time alone with youth . a light nip was rested playfully 'pon colt in return, gentle|

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[> [> [> [> [> [> - Muerde Me - -- Marionette, 16:54:59 06/16/02 Sun (67.38.245.104)

- Bitch found strength to ris, though flesh was woundedon underbelly, witch touched mug t' colt's gently, lifting mug t' steed's -

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> |soft| -- Temptor, 17:41:16 06/16/02 Sun (68.2.234.21)

|he touched softly, looking with worry to wound wiccan had sustained . what was it?|

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> - Muerde Me - - Morteir Me - -- Mari~~onet~~te, 09:48:24 06/19/02 Wed (67.38.244.179)

- Muerde Me -

- wiccan lifted cranliactus t' gaze upon he. -

- what was it? nothing..merely exhaustion.. -

- wiccan dropped cranial, trhashing vicously in attempt to stand, succesful, turning back t' young one at side o' bitch -

- Roughly translated: Bite me -

- Mortieir Caballio -

- warlock cocked head curiously at wiccan. an unsure glance t' the stud once more, who was he..what did he want from his mother? a slow, cautious step forth was taken t' stud, oversized lobes flicking with uncertainty.. -

- Roughly translated: Kill them -

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> |patience| -- Temptor, 14:58:32 06/19/02 Wed (68.2.234.21)

|patience taken - the little known to the steed, and offered as pate lowered, pistons moving brute 'way from maternal o' youngling . easy there son|

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