Listen to the thunder. -- ...Shadow Vale...

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Date Posted: 11:54:15 10/03/04 Sun
Author: Distant Thunder
Subject: Listen to the thunder.
In reply to: Black Daisy 's message, "Dare To Run With The Rebel One?!?" on 18:55:43 09/10/04 Fri

-the brute smiles.He takes a couple of steps back and launches himself over the waterfall. As he falls he look up at Daisy to see if she is going to follow.-

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[> .fun. -- ~*Xandria*~, 13:41:37 10/04/04 Mon

A quiet laugh is emitted from the bloodstained vixen's vocals, a sparkle of amusement in the young mare's onyx orb at the sight of the other's actions. "my, my, what have we here?" musical voice floats lightly on the air as the new fae lopes easily over, sliding to a stop by the pool of crystalline water just as the brute launches his frame over the cascading torrential falls. A ripple of anticipation shivers down the mare's lightly built form as delicately, one flinty hoof hangs suspended over the refreshing liquid before dropping smoothly into it soon to be followed by the other three pistons, sending out an array of ripples over the area. An introductory nicker is sounded as she approaches the others, tapered ears pricked forward with interest. Sculpted head bobs formally, observing the etiquette due to her fellow herd members. "Hello there! I'm Xandria, and you might be?..." a small smile flashes cross her boa. encouragement, maybe-with a prospective of promised friendship, perhaps?

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