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Subject: She re-entered the hideout, her head drooping like a wilted flower on her neck. Author: Belle [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 17:58:41 01/14/03 Tue Her tired eyes surveyed the territory--her home, her responsibility, her ball and chain. She could never leave, she could never pursue those dreams that growing fillies always have. The magic of this place kept her physically young, but her heart grew old. The colts and fillies that she had known were now adults and living adult lives--all of them away from her. She was alone, though surrounded by the influx of new members, she was alone. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date ¤Friends Stick Together¤ C 13:31:52 01/16/03 Thu Her snipped muzzle immediately reached for him in a consoling gesture. -- Belle, 18:21:15 01/16/03 Thu ¤Puzzled Frustration¤ -- C, 05:18:14 01/17/03 Fri His touch settled her nerves, her neck arching as she reached back to nuzzle him. -- Belle, 11:01:44 01/17/03 Fri ¤Touched¤ -- C, 13:17:04 01/17/03 Fri She flinched as his teeth scored her hide. -- Belle, 13:40:18 01/17/03 Fri ¤Perhaps...¤ -- C, 16:22:18 01/17/03 Fri Without a word, she followed the stallion. -- Belle, 16:56:49 01/17/03 Fri ¤Freedom¤ -- C, 15:42:40 01/18/03 Sat The sight of C in his element was enough to lift the filly's spirits, at least a little. -- Belle, 17:15:51 01/18/03 Sat ¤Repose Sought¤ -- C, 18:02:31 01/18/03 Sat As he slowed, she followed suit, her hooves digging into the turf. -- Belle, 19:02:15 01/18/03 Sat ¤Yes?¤ -- C, 07:34:27 01/19/03 Sun She blushed under his gaze, her eyes downcast. -- Belle, 09:17:51 01/19/03 Sun ¤Humble¤ -- C, 15:00:57 01/19/03 Sun ~*~That's ridiculous!~*~ she scoffed heatedly. -- Belle, 08:32:01 01/20/03 Mon ¤Who's to Know?¤ -- C, 09:14:25 01/20/03 Mon ¤I'm Excited, ehehehe!¤ -- C's Player, 12:34:29 01/20/03 Mon ~*~I know enough~*~ she retorted. -- Belle, 12:48:05 01/20/03 Mon ¤The Gift Just Isn't There¤ -- C, 13:22:17 01/21/03 Tue