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Date Posted: 01:29:16 04/05/05 Tue Young fae chassie was brought onto th' lithosphere atop splints. 'er bulk in size was quite small along with skiny. A good feeding missing from 'er 1 summered diet. Curious windows o' raven settings intake th' area. Watching th' skies o' sweet blue be played 'pon by fluffy clouds. obserbing th' different equines that scattered th' topogaphy. Flared nasals then intake th' scents that danced th' breeze. Ruffling 'er stubby tresses an making 'er snort. Flute atop 'er pole swivel quickly, trying to hear everything around 'er. The small miss was looking though searching for 'er mother. A soft call played by 'er pink oricale sings from 'er mug. mum She cooes softly a slight bit o' frighten audioable in 'er tone. Windows still jup about th' terain. 'er fuzy banner that barely touched 'er hocks whips 'bout behind 'er small welsh chassie. As th' young ess waited for 'er mother, not sure if th' liquids 'ad swallowed 'er forever. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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