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Subject: Crawling in the Dark

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Yuna

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Date Posted: 19:17:11 03/01/05 Tue
In reply to: Shetan 's message, "�..Darkness..�" on 14:56:22 03/01/05 Tue

There was nothing�nothing but a distinct blackness that preserved her world. Although she could not see her surroundings or the objects in her environment, Yuna was not easily misled. From an early age, the femme had learned to deal with her faults �to the point where she could move in ways that none would ever even recognize her difference. The steel grey roan hued with blue moved in a steady momentum, covering ground quickly and navigating it like any other horse. Her ears could hear sounds and noises not normally within the range of regular equines �it was an evolution that she had summoned in order to preserve her secrets and move on with her life in a �normal� fashion. When standing next to a horse, she had the ability to perceive their heartbeats and their breathing; it could even come in hand when identifying another. To say the least, her sense of smell was just as good and she often picked up scents long before they would have been within eyesight anyway.

She heard the stallion�s whicker, but firmly ignored it, not even bothering to halt; however, as she proceeded along the terrain, Yuna could not help but notice he was trailing her. Yet, she did not speed up; if he dared follow then so be it. Although, she was a bit taken back as he caught up to her and she felt his touch. Immediately, she halted abruptly, swinging her haunches away and pivoting so she was facing him. Yuna was prepared to defend herself, and it was obvious in her stance. Releasing a snort, the Andalusian studied him carefully, marking his scent and listening to him for any signs of danger. The way she was facing him made it appear that she was watching him, although her crystal blue eyes could see nothing.

�Away from here.� She retorted in a fashion that told the stallion she did not tolerate much. Yuna had been wandering all her life, only living in Thundering One�s herd for a short time before resuming her travels. The fae was always uptight and distrusting of brutes, so her unfriendliness was not uncommon or out of the ordinary �it was everything her past with stags had managed to teach her. She relaxed somewhat, but did not proceed to let her guard down�what did this stallion want?

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Subject	Author	Date
..Show me to feel..	Shetan	10:22:12 03/02/05 Wed
Crawling in the Dark -- Yuna, 17:43:54 03/02/05 Wed ..Play with a devil.. -- Shetan, 13:01:22 03/03/05 Thu Crawling in the Dark -- Yuna, 16:42:16 03/03/05 Thu ..Darkness.. -- Shetan, 11:25:53 03/05/05 Sat Crawling in the Dark -- Yuna, 17:55:46 03/05/05 Sat sure thing -- Shetan, 20:14:52 03/05/05 Sat