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Subject: .Dance The Arbaian Rage.[repost]

Author:
ZahirA

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Date Posted: 07:54:46 10/14/04 Thu
In reply to: Impy 's message, "ooc:" on 17:07:37 10/13/04 Wed

.tap or jazz.

Mistress had been lazily walking the outer rim of the Pasture lands. her bod seemed to be set on auto pilot yet she was shaken awake.
Her talons that conected her bulk to the topography had noted her of sudden movement. She was fully active in mere seconds as her dilated nares capture the wind. The smell of sweat, the msell of hate, all the wrong smells!
Her pillars moved quickly before her mind focussed as she rounded a corner yer voids informing her of the situation.
Giving herself no time to question any motives her bod was thrust forth, lobes laced.
Halt all acions now, in name of the Amazons
She belowed, rage in her tones. It was a rare case that the docile mare could become enraged but this was a good situation for it.
her bulk was inchs from the group as she watched for second before throwing herself in beside the mare. She stood silently now her pearly fangs lashed at the brutes.
She stood beside the doe, not budging.
Give good reasons...
Yet her tones were cut short as daggers, of ice slide down her rib cage, a soft crack exploded from her bulk. She heaved a great groan as her bod was pushed down yet the strong willed mare was running on adrenaline. She snorted, and that to hurt, as she stood motionless beside the fae.
A soft red liquid dripped from her side, and exposed wouldn on her cage. She glanced at the brute who ha dcommited, she knew he had nt tryed to harm her yet another emotion was strong inside of her. Sympathy, he was to wrapped up in his sour mind that he would even contemplate harming anothr that was of the fairer sex, let alone needing another two to help with his crime.
Yet she was licked with Rage, that was why she was lead of the Amazons, she would take little or no crap from a stallion, yet who would have guessed one would bring about her down fall.
She snorted, pain gusshing about ehr mind as she stood, pained in both her mental mind and in her physical bod. She snorted her querstion still linguring, she wondered alos if they knew who she was.

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