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Date Posted: 19:26:57 11/15/03 Sat
Author: Elven
Subject: .:Princess in Hiding:.
In reply to: Elven 's message, ".:Princess in Hiding:." on 18:08:30 11/14/03 Fri

She responded initially with a curt nod, her eyes narrowing as she ran the name through her memory. As before, no bells pealed signaling recognition--the name meant nothing to her. However, the situation called for politeness or, at the very least, civility. And so her head inclined respectfully, the usual gesture when making an acquaintance.

.:Obviously I have no need to supply my own name as you know it already, it's nice to meet you Daughter of Time:. she replied finally, allowing a little of the ice in her tone to melt.

.:As to my homecoming so to speak, why should it hearten you so?:. the grulla pressed, her curiosity forcing her tongue into motion. As it seemed that they would continue with their present conversation, her right forehoof tilted forward to rest comfortably on its edge, the creamy surface interrupted by a peculiar lightning shaped mark, a trait inherited from her sire.

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[> .:.Time's only Mistress.:. -- DOT, 19:47:34 11/15/03 Sat [1]

.:.The pleasure is all mine. As to the reason, I had known you had gone into hiding, and am glad to see you have returned home. If I may inquire, where are your brother and mother?.:.

She did not ask about her father, for right then, she did not care. Noticing the relaxed pose the other struck, she released her tension in a sigh and rested her off-hind, only th' tip touching earth.

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