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Date Posted: 16:41:10 02/13/03 Thu
Author: Midnight Tango
Subject: //Lifted her slender head from the sweet grass//
In reply to: True Evil 's message, "To the herd." on 17:00:24 02/12/03 Wed

'If it's the last dance...
Dance Backwards'


//She watched the entrance of the horse, watching as she chewed the last of the grass that was in her lips. Her ears perked as she watches, not making sound nor movement. She simple watched. She heard his speech and left him hanging- Moments past before she had responded in any way. Finally, extending one hoof, she turned toward him in a simple, smooth movement. She came rather close, ears dropping back, and then lifting again. She extended her nose to him, offering him the chance to touch her in greeting. //What’s all this about?// she longed for him to explain better, she felt there was something important jumbled in his words, and she cared to know what it was. Maybe she could help....well, maybe.//

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[> ¥the dark black starlight¥ -- Ebony Starlight, 05:15:36 02/14/03 Fri

The past leader was my son, his mate my daughter-in-law. He believed in your father as I did. Now I believe in you.¥the fatele of ebony says, troting over with a small bow of the head. Dished cranium is raised, looking to other, waiting for a word¥


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