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Date Posted: 22:29:25 11/14/03 Fri
Author: DOT
Subject: Time's only Mistress
In reply to: Elven 's message, ".:Princess in Hiding:." on 18:08:30 11/14/03 Fri

Th' sterling noble spied the other from a distance, and something in th' back of her mind clicked. A warm nicker of welcome sounded across the isle. Sooty pistons carried her forward. Her ash tinted mug curved into a smile. Sapphire orbs sparkled with joy, happiness at seeing yet another equine whom she knew somehow, though at this moment it was not clear how, she halted near the other and recognized her as the daughter of Shazaam. Unsure whether his daughter would hold the same coolness towards her as her partner in ruling held, she held back, awaiting to see the reaction of the other.

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[> .:Princess in Hiding:. -- Elven, 09:16:04 11/15/03 Sat [1]

Hearing another equine's call, the fae halted, her silken feathers swirling about her hooves in mild agitation at the sudden lack of motion. Dark fathomless eyes settled upon the sterling mare, though no recognition brightened their depths. Her head remained aloft as her auds pricked questioningly in this stranger's direction, her two-toned tail caressing her flanks as she resumed her initial pace and approached the one who had called to her.

.:Can I help you?:. she asked, her voice clear and as emotionless as her gaze. This mare was not one to let her inner secrets shine through leaving the impression of a cold, aloof personality encased in a block of stone. And stone she appeared with her grey pelt, complete with tresses carved from the finest ebony wood and inlaid with alabaster veins. But on the inside, she was heart and soul, just like most every other creature that dwelled within the mountain range. Contained within that impassive facade was a burning curiosity as to whom she was was speaking to and why the stranger had called to her in the first place. But who was she to question the femme's motives; at the very least she'd be increasing her rather meager list of acquaintances.

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