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Subject: ¤You Can't Get Rid of Me¤ Author: C [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 13:39:38 01/28/03 Tue In reply to: Belle 's message, "She cocked her head curiously." on 09:28:32 01/28/03 Tue ¤having trudged about 50 feet, auds swivel around towards where he thought he heard hoofbeats headed his way. was it Belle, the one he'd been searching for? spirits raise ever so slightly as the buckskin reaches the gurgling water and slips his muzzle down to drink. after guzzling for a while, a voice rings through the air loud 'n clear. it sounded like...¤ Belle?! ¤voice held a hint of surprise as he raised his dripping dial into the air, optics searching through the nearby trees for her familiar form¤ ((ooc: i couldn't help it today and made him yet another pic, though this one is much worse, so don't laugh:)) [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date ~*~Hi!~*~ she chirped in response, her silver dappled form breaking through the trees. Belle 14:20:50 01/28/03 Tue ¤Hesitation¤ -- C, 14:45:18 01/28/03 Tue Her good mood abruptly diminished, the light dimming in her eyes. -- Belle, 14:52:29 01/28/03 Tue ¤Decisions Made Are Tough to Bear¤ -- C, 15:00:51 01/28/03 Tue She flinched as if his words were blows. -- Belle, 21:40:40 01/28/03 Tue ¤Consideration¤ -- C, 13:38:04 01/29/03 Wed ¤Inquiry¤ -- C, 14:13:17 01/30/03 Thu Her eyes left the dazzling display that colored the sky to stare at him. -- Belle, 09:16:13 01/31/03 Fri ¤Bothered¤ -- C, 14:23:22 01/31/03 Fri ¤Escape¤ -- C, 09:19:03 02/02/03 Sun