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Subject: |{ no shining Star ever held more beauty than a single Life }|

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Leila

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Date Posted: 15:04:16 01/21/03 Tue
In reply to: Sophonia 's message, "She trots in, looking for Dancey or Malussinn or both." on 12:20:03 01/19/03 Sun

Curiously the small she watches the elder come towards them and halt. Somehow she does not find this new mare as fearful as she had first found her own father, and so is almost eager for the exchange of scents and even nickers happily when the older muzzle comes against her silky one. Releasing another nicker, she glances again at her mother. She likes this mare's scent! It's most definitely as nice as her mother's... she sneaks a glance at the stallion. Her father's is almost as nice, she decides, as the mares', but not nearly as gentle and warm.

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Sophonia
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Date Posted: 10:11:32 01/22/03 Wed

She smiles happily that all is well between the two new parents and Dancey. She had been a little concerned that the older mare might've been angry. "Leila, this is your grandma, Dancey," She says slowly, though she was almost positive the filly didn't really understand words yet. Something about what Dancey had said struck her as odd... Dark Death, she hadn't called Daigal Dark Death since they were foals, and even longer had she heard anyone else call him Dark Death. "Hey, that mean's Malussinn is a great-grandfather!" She says with a giggle, sidestepping to her mate once more, gently touching his neck with her velveteen muzzle.