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Subject: Cleaning


Author:
Fire Rose
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Date Posted: 14:39:35 03/23/03 Sun
In reply to: Silence 's message, "Glance" on 14:36:57 03/23/03 Sun

The mare nibbles and licks his mane, carefully taking care of his tangles. There were many of them, but she couldn't blame him for having them. He had probably come from far off. Finally the last one was done and she stepped back, looking him over proudly.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Looks


Author:
Silence
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Date Posted: 14:42:37 03/23/03 Sun

He looks over at her and smiles, puffing up his chest proudly.
[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Pride


Author:
Fire Rose
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Date Posted: 14:46:21 03/23/03 Sun

Chestnut head is tossed as she grins, glad he liked it. She looked at a field of green grass and looked at him inquiringly. Have you grazed today Silence?
[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: nods


Author:
Silence
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Date Posted: 14:50:31 03/23/03 Sun

He nods. A little.. He looks down at the grass.
[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Frown


Author:
Fire Rose
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Date Posted: 14:55:59 03/23/03 Sun

Chestnut mare frowned. She wanted him to eat, but he wasn't used to grass yet. Alright. Soon I will show you other things you can eat bsides grass, what vegetation is safe, what is not.
[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Nods


Author:
Silence
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Date Posted: 14:57:10 03/23/03 Sun

He nods again and looks back to her. He prances next to her and whuffs her withers gently.
[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Smile


Author:
Fire Rose
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Date Posted: 15:02:38 03/23/03 Sun

The mare smiled, then trotted around him. She playfully nipped at his withers, trotting a little ways away, encouraging him to play. It was good to play, it would make him stronger and faster.
[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Playful


Author:
Silence
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Date Posted: 15:10:01 03/23/03 Sun

He canters after her, happy to stretch his legs.
[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Re: Playful


Author:
Fire Rose
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Date Posted: 15:12:25 03/23/03 Sun

Chestnut mare flung her head, bucking slightly, making sure she wasn't near him when she did, not wanting to hurt him. She reared up to, neighing into the air, scaring a bird on a nearby tree. She pawed at the air, going back to all fours and then looked at him, watching the young colt to see what he would do. she didn't know that much about him yet.
[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Watches


Author:
Silence
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Date Posted: 15:17:09 03/23/03 Sun

He watches her, then nickers, rearing. He snorts and arches his neck, bucking playfully. He tags her with his hoof and trots around her, flicking his tail.
[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Good


Author:
Fire Rose
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Date Posted: 15:21:06 03/23/03 Sun

The mare laughed, watching him trot around. Suddenly she sprang forward, running to a stream. She jumped over it, a small jump, then took a drink, prancing on the other side of the stream It was deep, but not very wide. She watched him, giving him a challenging nicker. She was careful though, she was ready to jump in if he was a bad jumper, or a bad swimmer.




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