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*Withdrew* -- Lil' Mist, 23:15:40 09/30/02 Mon [1]
*Seeing this was not a conversation to be involved in she withdrew. Retreating to her galloping on the other side of the cleared isle*
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~{ Hidden Paradise }~ -- Costa del Sol, 00:17:53 10/01/02 Tue [1]
"Oh Briz.." She seemed strangly hurt by his words, soft eyes clouding. This stallion was a far cry from the colt that she had grown up with, but her feelings for him were still strong. Confused by recent changes but determined to try to help all the same, she delivers a different message than the one she had come to give. "What's wrong Brizzy?" Her words were gentle, almost pleading, as distraught features searched the roan's eyes.
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He was still, refusing to melt beneath her tenderness. -- Tabriz, 21:32:18 10/01/02 Tue [1]
"Nothing is wrong." He replied stiffly. In response to the second question he read in her mannerisms, he added, "Horses change."
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~{ Hidden Paradise }~ -- Costa del Sol, 22:37:56 10/01/02 Tue [1]
She sighs deeply, features slumping mournfully. "I know." Dial lowers a bit, though dark orbs remain focused on him. True, they had all changed but.. she felt that growing up was not the only cause of his recent attitude. She wouldn't push him. If he didn't want to talk about it she wouldn't pursue the subject. Picking her head back up, the young mare gave a soft nicker, muzzle motioning forward as if to offer a friendly nudge, though she touched nothing but the still air between them. She longed for him to open up to her, to talk together like they had in the old days. Mind desperatly searches for something, anything to say. "Wolven has a filly now you know. I planned to stop over and see her today. Would you like to come?" Blonde tail swishes anxiously, hoping the roan would relax with a lighter subject.
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He considered, "Alright." -- Tabriz, 18:21:40 10/02/02 Wed [1]
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~{ Hidden Paradise }~ -- Costa del Sol, 18:47:57 10/02/02 Wed [1]
The mare nods, managing a hesitant smile."That's good." Turning, the palomino moves in a quick trot in the direction she'd last seen the trio in. Pausing for a moment, she glances back over her shoulder, hoping the roan hadn't vanished into thin air, as she suspected he had.
((coast is going to PD's most recent post.))
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