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brilliant life -- Memory, 13:15:27 08/01/02 Thu (152.163.213.58)
Tattered fatale sighed heavily as concsiousness{sp?} returned to her. Silver hued fatale braced her legs beneth{sp?} her. The rest, if you'd call it that, had helped a bit. The mare finally managed to get to her unsteady hooves. She'd run from Zattu, but not the short way, she'd gone all the way to the Bloodbath, and had some how ended up here. For the first time she noticed the canine. Startled the worn mare threw up her head and flared her delicate nares. Somehow she ignored the natural urge to run. Violet optics scanned the creature before her. Her optics,once vibrant were now dull, the same with her silver hide. She must have once been beautiful, but she'd lost the will to live. She ran and ran seeking to find a purpose to her existance. Finally she spoke, in a soft voice. "My name is Memory, and who may i ask are you?"
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Female lupine watched equine stand.. -- Oshiba, 08:49:08 08/02/02 Fri (152.163.189.98)
She took one step back, giving her some room. Horses were large creatures, and those hooves could pack a painful blow, so she made sure to respect them, as long as they respected her. She listened to equine's voice, large, domed ears perked, she said simply, "Oshiba." She could tell the hooved thing had been running by the scents of many territories and sweat on its pelt. She watched the mare quietly.
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regards -- Memory, 11:20:29 08/05/02 Mon (205.188.208.137)
Silver hued femora flickered delicate lobes and listened carefully to the lupine's nomenclature. Still wary she stood with most o' her bulk shifted to hind quarters, in case the critter decided to attack. She regarded the she-wolf with violet orbs. "I am sorry for disturbing your terrain, but do you mind if i rest here awhile."
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away -- Memory, 15:03:02 08/14/02 Wed (205.188.208.137)
Getting no response from the critter the weary mare decided to move forth. Perhaps another terra held the reason for her to live.
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