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Subject: The inquisitive colt soon found himself to be alone in a strange place.


Author:
Zamnor
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Date Posted: 13:25:04 11/15/02 Fri
 Wrinkling his velvety nose in response to the foreign smells, he looks around eagerly as he searches for something to do. Not that there was nothing to do in his own home - but there were no foals there; no one to play with. He glances nervously over his shoulder: he most definitely doesn't want his mom to show up now of all times. Fortunately, she doesn't. Grinning broadly, he prances a few steps as he contemplates his next actions.
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[> Subject: As the stallion starts to exit the territory, the blur of a black motion crosses his eyepoint.


Author:
True Evil
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Date Posted: 19:47:04 11/15/02 Fri
As it stops, he spots Zamnor and contently wanders over. "Your Mom know you are here?" It was instinctly the first question that always surfaced his mind as he conversed with his son.

[> Subject: "Of course not, Dad."


Author:
Zamnor
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Date Posted: 19:55:59 11/15/02 Fri
The colt sent his father a roguish grin. "I lost her somewhere between home and that other place-" he composes his face into a suitable expression of dismay. "I came here and she wasn't behind me where I thought she was."
[> [> Subject: A anguished expression is shown on the fatigued stallion's face.


Author:
True Evil
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Date Posted: 20:00:08 11/15/02 Fri
"Do you at all wish to find her? Or just roam?" He stands wearily next to the growing colt, his gloomy eyes just about closed.
[> Subject: Quick is he to notice his father's fatigued face, though he might have missed it otherwise.


Author:
Zamnor
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Date Posted: 20:12:30 11/15/02 Fri
And just as quick is he to suggest, "Nah, let's go find her. She can't be too far." He looked hopefully at Evil.
[> [> Subject: Nods, nudging the colt forward.


Author:
True Evil
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Date Posted: 08:55:50 11/16/02 Sat
"I guess she just tends to wander, like someone I know!" His teasing eyes glance over at the zooming black colt as he tastefully says his words.
[> Subject: Taking the hint, he prances a few steps.


Author:
Zamnor
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Date Posted: 09:25:37 11/16/02 Sat
His eyes artfully innocent, he glances back at his father. "I don't know what you're talking about, Dad. Anyway, where should we go first?"
[> [> Subject: Chuckles quietly to himself.


Author:
True Evil
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Date Posted: 15:09:01 11/20/02 Wed
"How about we start with home?"
[> Subject: Eagerly grinning, he enthusiastically.


Author:
Zamnor
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Date Posted: 18:40:31 11/20/02 Wed
"Home's good!" Then he realizes something with chagrin; he doesn't know where home is! Swallowing his embarrassement, he hides the emotion behind an expectant glance that clearly states: "You first!"
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