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Subject: [*falls over laughing*]

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Maleah

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Date Posted: 11:56:55 12/01/02 Sun
In reply to: Carinosa 's message, "[Sick of daytime posts]" on 18:04:18 11/29/02 Fri

The story doesn't really help her, as she hears the ribbits in the forest. She spots Zamnor, seeing him unharmed for the most part. "Did he meet the frog? Did he eat it? Is he from France?"

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Author: Carinosa [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 14:29:19 12/01/02 Sun She smiles, for though she had not met Zamnor [Am I right?] she guessed who he was, "I don't know - did you eat the frog?" Her wary eyes relax and pick up their usual sparkle, "Zamnor, I presume? My name is Ca- er, Auntie Your Grace. Y'all hven't met yet?" She looks from the colt to the filly briefly, deciding to let them introduce themselves.