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Date Posted: 08:46:48 12/01/03 Mon
Author: Stone
Subject: Build Me A Wall
In reply to: Stone 's message, "Build Me A wall" on 19:46:36 11/23/03 Sun

((Ok, sorry...))
This young annoying brute was tempting Stone's nerves. He decided to play the game full throtle. "Yes sir! I'll serve your orders!" he returned the smirk with heavy sarcasnm and the vetran launched into an attack. He made a dizy array of patterns, twisting, turning, feinting, up down right left, there was no way to keep track of the roan. Then he pulled his attack, he twisted sideways and went to knock into the brute with full force, but little enough that he could stop if the other moves.

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[> Knocking at me? -- Rebel Spirit, 10:40:03 12/01/03 Mon [1]

The chestnut smiled "Exactly the way it should be boy, take my orders." He watched as the roan wandered around, bouncing and throwing himself all about. Since Rebel helped rasie 3 foals, and kept a good track of where his son was, he was almost uses to the chaotic movements of the horse before him. He paid extra attention to Stone as he approached closer and closer. When Stone was next to him, Rebel pulled out his defense. A quick spin and beared his teeth, he sent his neck foward. The muscles tightened up and his pearls opened and shut, feeling the desire to taste flesh, and rip some away.

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