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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Questions -- Krisaad, 13:16:30 06/24/02 Mon (205.188.192.56)

Long typical Arabian mane was tossed about the flea-bitten gray ones lone neck as to shake away blood thirsty pests. "I am aware of the many questions I ask. But if I did not ask questions you would have walked away by now." Pausing for a moment he realized her attempt to escape from answering. "You have not answered my recent question either." With that said head turned to the painted mare looking for any physical illness. He did not notice anything about her that seemed ill besides the fact she was not as happy as he thought she could be.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> \ . / -- Milksoppy The Courageless, 15:16:02 06/24/02 Mon (208.247.220.79)



So many expressions slip by unnoticed. A shrill scream of fear beat adrenaline from listening eardrums, and a glance would reveal the little donkey rearing and whilring in fear. "SNAKE!" She screamed, taking off like a bullet across the field.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Snake -- Krisaad, 05:53:37 06/25/02 Tue (205.188.192.51)

Light colored hoof lifted from the land at the Donkeys alarm. Large muscles tense under the scratched and bitten coat. A glance to the ground revealed something wiggling. A small jump back and a better view of the feared creature. A large dirty covered wormed climbing to the surface. Petrified with all the stamping the haunting creature squirmed back into its hole. The 'snake' had left and the Arab became calm again looking at the fleeing brave one. She had flown so far his voice could not travel to stop her. Hind hooves pick up the Equines weight and propel it forward. Body left the earth for a quick moment until gravity found its way home. Front hooves crash into the earth pushing the Arabian closer and closer to the scared Equine. Ears paretically held back for less wind resistance. Catching up to the other he kept on past her. After a bit in front of her body hopped and bounced to a halt itself from the speed. Larger flea-bitten one placed himself in front of her path in hopes to stop her. Placing enough space between him and her full speed he hoped she would have enough time to cease her out of control movement.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> \ . / -- Milksoppy The Courageless, 01:21:17 06/26/02 Wed (208.247.220.223)



Milksoppy snorted and broke into a trot. Her donkey gallop wasn't all that fast. She trotted past the Arab and pranced around him in a circle, holding her head up high. "I just wanted to see if you would be scared. I wasn't scared, there wasn't even a snake, if you saw one that was your imagination. If there was one I wouldn't be scared." She pinned her ears, as if to prove her point. "You were scared though! Ha you are a coward." The jennet wrinkled up her nose and thretened Krisaad, then with a flick of her tail she turned away to graze and pretended that she had lost interest.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Emotion -- Krisaad, 13:38:48 06/26/02 Wed (205.188.199.38)

Exotice Egyptian head turned as the Donkey gloated about childish games in a circle around his light colored figure. Deep brown eyes turned away from the large eared annoyance watched the two toned mare get on with life. Attention turned back to the small gray one. "Yes I was scared. Snakes are dangerous and sometimes can cause death. The one I met almost did." Voice ceased for a moment for attention to flow back to where the wildly colored mare once was. Attention turned back to the one who grazed again. "Now the other one has left because of your pranks. I was foolish enough to think you needed help. Why are you like this to me? What did I do you make you want to harm me emotionally?" The dark eyes faded dulling. He was not one to get mad but he was one to be buised with constant poking.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> .: Toxic :. -- Avalon, 06:42:02 06/25/02 Tue (141.149.38.55)