*the stallion's head lifts as he notices the return of Malussinn, <i>his</i> king no matter what* -- [ take a walk on the inverted side

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Subject: *the stallion's head lifts as he notices the return of Malussinn, his king no matter what*

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Ocean Depths

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Date Posted: 12:56:44 11/24/02 Sun
In reply to: Malussinn 's message, ".\./ .insidious. .shade. \./." on 20:02:53 11/23/02 Sat

*Trotting over to not far off, he watches his entrance silently, glad to see the steed again. Seeing him happily gazing about was slightly baffling, but relieving. Deciding to make his presence noticed even though he hadn't been called in the list of family names, he approaches with a welcoming whicker* Hey, there, Mal. Welcome home. *he allows a warm grin*

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Death Moon
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Date Posted: 13:54:56 11/24/02 Sun

]Watches from a distance atop cliff, straining neck to gaze upon the King. Drops upon one knee, though the King was not there to see it. Dial touches terra, holding it for three seconds before once more raising dial to watch. Dark orbs watch motionlessly. Banner waves wildly in the wind, before closing lids, focusing energy. A sliver of white light goes forth from cranium, entering that of the King. Mind is focused, reading the King's. He is overcome by a warm feeling, and a warm smile crosses labrums. He finally approaches he o' valiance.["Hello, my King. I am called Death Moon."