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Subject: She storms in, her anger surmountable.


Author:
Lavaterra
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Date Posted: 09:44:53 12/20/02 Fri
 She crosses the territory and stops beneath a tree, muttering to herself. You can hear distinctly the words 'irresponsible' and 'dragonbrain'. She kicks at the tree, chipping off bits of bark, then sulks behind it.
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[> Subject: ...:::All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter:::...


Author:
Arathorn
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Date Posted: 08:31:09 12/21/02 Sat
The bronze stallion - thankfully a horse again - approaches the mare. He clearly doesn't need to ask 'Is something wrong?', so doesn't bother. A dark lock falls across his broad forehead and into his vision. An ammused snort is emitted as he realizes that it is touched by gray, but his attention eventually returns to the upset mare.

"Hullo."

Knowing what he'd said was neither brilliant nor helpful, the large horse gives a small shrug, not really caring either way.

[> Subject: [problems?]


Author:
Frozen Dreams
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Date Posted: 08:31:23 12/21/02 Sat
Frozen Dreams

Startled, Frozen Dreams looks up at the angry mare. The others rarely came near this hill. and its little tree. poor tree. the dents and chipped bark were a sharp contrast to the rest of it's thin trunked form. she alright, that one? stepping fprward slightly Frozen Dreams made his presence known with a low vibration of vocal cords. he looked on with something that was almost sympathy. almost. mostly his eyes were closed of, hard. because that was what fit his image.

f r o z e n | d r e a m s
Dreams never fade, but evolve in the frigidity of solitude


[> Subject: (you again eh Arathorn?)


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Frozen Dreams
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Date Posted: 08:40:42 12/21/02 Sat
his thoughts mused over the other bronc with a twinkle of amusement in his dark orbs. hmmm.. we keep running into each other, don't we Arathorn? chuckle. ah well. you're an interesting enough character. plenty of story behind that one. he liked Arathorn, pechance because they seemed to think alike enough, always bumping into the same people. and each other.
[> Subject: She looks up startled.


Author:
Lavaterra
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Date Posted: 09:01:43 12/21/02 Sat
She looks a bit sheepish at her childish behaviour, but how else could she release the anger and frustration that had boiled within her ever since she left Devil's Mountain? "Hello."
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