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Subject: {.:Accedet Corvus:.}

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Ravenna Duska

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Date Posted: 17:41:29 01/13/03 Mon
In reply to: �. Spawn .� 's message, "- Who is Truely Dark? -" on 17:18:21 01/13/03 Mon

*roaned femme glances in the direction of the entering equine--she nods slightly, noticing his arrival, but drops her head nonchalantly, and grazes on the tender shoots that are so rare in the Evil lands*

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[> Subject: And You Are?

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�. Spawn .�
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Date Posted: 18:40:38 01/13/03 Mon

I went to heaven and they clipped my wings
I stare at the bruja who begins to close in. In one quick action I trade my scent for her by bumping muzzles. Once I confirm that she isn't here to harm me I calm down a bit. My boa remains in it's arched Arabic position. I watch her almost like a snake watches it's prey, ready to strike we necessary. I don't stop to eat just watch her with locked prisms. Banner is held high in my own personal dominance. My mind races and wonders about. I start to think of my future in this herd, will I be high in ranks and respected dearly or just thought of as a nothing like I think of this mare who stands before my eyes. With a twist I crack my back making me less tense, tense is not good for a warrior. I watch the other equine who pass by not noticing me. It seems there is no way of fun around here. Maw is pulled downward inhaling any scents of the equine who were here before me.

I went to Hell and they'd thought I take over