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Subject: )*)Large steed roams the tt broders but doesn't dare step into the land(*( Author: Devil's Match [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 12:07:50 05/21/02 Tue )*)Smiles and stays beyond the broder, he had much well given respect for the Amazons and would not dare try them. Snorts, silently asking the only one he knew to come because he had found her brother like she had asked him to. Calmly waits and does not speak or move(*( [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date "Leave, £uke. Go back to Beware and tell him I need to speak with him." A+A 17:53:19 05/21/02 Tue The bay mare's nostrils flare at catching the scent of a stallion. She had been close, far too close, to stallions before and it would not happen again. Bareing her teeth she steps forward, glaring at the horse wavering on the borderline of the territtory. (NT) -- Marabella, 21:05:01 05/21/02 Tue The small mare's head jerks up and her eyes narrow dangerously. She ponders for a moment- at least he doesn't seem like much of a threat, but still, the nerve. In a steely voice that is rarely heard from her, she speaks, §"Be it my place or not to pipe up, I'm doing it now and anyways. Who are you and what are you doing here?"§ She too gazes at the borderline, should he cross it. . . .God help his soul. (NT) Roses Have Thorns 21:11:12 05/21/02 Tue )*)Smirks lightly(*( -- Luke, 03:39:35 05/25/02 Sat "Good riddance." (NT) -- Marabella, 09:26:56 05/25/02 Sat