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Subject: [bunny!]

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Frozen Dreams

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Date Posted: 11:54:33 12/30/02 Mon
In reply to: Self Inflicted Pain 's message, ""Frozen Dreams..."" on 09:45:27 12/23/02 Mon

he looks back at her, and the touch ends him skittering.regaining his balance he charges off again. his insatiable determination carried him forever forward, even without an aim. his rolling gallop was hardpressed and neck was levelled with the rest of his form, reaching an aerodynamic peak, as close as a horse could get to one, anyways. he felw down the trail. unsure what inspired this sudden burst of speed. perhaps the distance. he was an anti social creature and didn't like to be touched. how many years was it since a parent had nipped him on the whithers? a long time, by his reckoning. all he kmnew was that instinct told him to get as far away as possible.
logic, however, slowed him down. ever so slightly. and for a moment he almost faltered as the two battled for superiority. but instinct won out, and the walls went back up. his face set again into the cold stare that was it's norm. his pace became deliberate, guided. not carefree and amiable. his aura created a shel;l of impassivity around him and his eyes never left the horizon.

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Date Posted: 14:42:23 12/30/02 Mon

Her pace is imitated by the stallion, who she follows throughout the depths of the murky wooded surroundings. Seeming out of nowhere, a horse-shoe rabbit moves into the area of pounding hooves. Disturbed, but not wanting to injure the creature, she presses her legs forward, jumping swiftly over it. "An obsticle course, this is, be it so?" Her words are cut off by the wind's vicious blows.