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Subject: aaaah short, and no html for this one, sorry!

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Sodality

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Date Posted: 15:57:37 12/27/02 Fri
In reply to: .:.g.u.i.l.t.:.t.r.i.p.:. 's message, "' . ' . ' solitude ' . ' . '" on 18:19:47 12/25/02 Wed

Sodality reacted to the first assault with a trumpeted fury that seethed in her eyes and blanketed her countenance in loathing and blood-lust, but as the second blow landed she used the time it took to regain her breath as logic came back to her. she gapsed for air and momentarily foundered at the lack of it but regained herself quickly, drawing hserelf up, spine perceptibly straightened and she fought to hold the regal position as her fury beat on the insides of her chest like dabs of liquid fire. she seethed through her teeth, refusing to allow herself to sink so low as to attack the disdainful other, she'd approached in all politeness and respect and stood now the victim of attack. ofcourse, she would admit to herself that her own action was not suitable nd she reigned in her senses, auds flattened against poll and eyes narrowed. her tone was weighed with anger and the words burned her throat to speak.

I apologise for my intrusion of your personal space, Guilt trip. I will retire now and leave you to your own as that seems to be your desire.

she stepped back and gave a curt dip of her crania, scorching gaze never leaving the other's face. she knew what would come. the other would label her 'coward'. and that mockerie would haunt any further interaction. but fighting amonst members of the same herd was not something she thought appropriate or helpful to the valley in any way. if she wanted a fight she could seek out Frozen Dreams, his attitude could be much more easily provoked. or Aerial even, maybe the disdainful mare would find her match in the harsh other.
as she stepped away Sodality did not look over her shoulder but head her pate high and walked with dignity, despite the sting of the last attack on her person she managed to keep her face set in a deadly calm. ebony eyes blazing like coal in the dead of her pallet.

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aerial
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Date Posted: 16:04:32 12/27/02 Fri

she watched the encounter from her safe place, hidden within the shadows. the silent predator, she'd been nicknamed, for her vicious fighting skills and feline characteristics. no one messed with her friends, especially not the likes of this arrogant, selfish newcomer. guilt trip or whatever. from her vantage point behind guilt, she watched, and gave a hiss of disgust as the newcomer attacked the venomous one's friend, sodality. as the two seperated and sodality turned to leave, the silent predator slipped forward, approaching the other from behind. she spun quickly, her hindlimb's slamming in to guilt's, knowing the result would be to have guiolt quite literally knocked to the ground. aerial then pressed one ebony rock in to the barrel of the downed female, hissing through quenched teeth;

if you want to live to see tomorrow, never touch one of my friends again.

a e r i a l
mouthful of poison