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Date Posted: 23:32:09 07/11/03 Fri
Author: Light's Final Honor
Subject: .: nature's first green is gold :: All Fillies in the 'tournament' :.

She dropped to her knees somewhat ungracefully, her milk fur now being shed in ferocious clumps. When she is once again on all four spindly four legs, she sharp whinney pierces the twilight, a call to the other Fillies. She had the innate desire to meet them, hey, one could never have too many friends! She gazed comfortably around Paradise Isle, she had been born here by her mother whom she didn't exactly remember, then left with Starlight to Hopeful Valley. Needless to say, she was quite at home on the Isle.

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[> .h.owdy -- Deja Vu, 00:26:54 07/12/03 Sat [1]

The greyscale foal wafted foreward like a phantom, slinking toward the other with suprising feline agility. She was a living metaphor, and today she took on the ambiance of nothing less than a dancer from a distant requiem. She was gained and maintained with graceful percision, but with a juvinile heir which brought a loving innocence to her approach. Jette to posse, her left hoof greeted her right knee gracefully in landing, a smile everprescent on her twilight-hued facade. For one fleeting moment she was in a canine-like playbow, before tucking under the willowy appendages and dropping her smooth hindquarters to the grass with a light thud. Her jade orbs, today brimming with a hazel edge, looked at the other amiably. She gave a light smile--she wasnt shy, just wasnt much for words. But she WOULD talk; and is always up to make a new friend or two.

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[> Time's Only Mistress -- Daughter of Time, 11:14:11 07/12/03 Sat [1]

Silver filly approached the others quietly. She moved slowly, as if strolling through a paradise. She was in no hurry. Stopping several paces from the two, she nickered a quiet greeting. She cocked her head curiously. She didn't know these equids.

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[> WOW. I had a lot of errors in that post. Holy wack. -- Light's Final Honor, 18:07:55 07/12/03 Sat [1]

"Hey, my name is Light's Final Honor," She says confidently, introducing herself whereas the other fillies seemed unsure and nervous. Determined to coax some words out of them, she asks, "Have you ever been to Paradise Isle before? I have, I was born here."

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[> Time's Only Mistress -- Daughter of Time, 20:55:35 07/12/03 Sat [1]

Silver filly nodded. ~~Yes, I have been here once before. I always love coming back. It is so beautiful here. Peaceful too.~~ She stood still, motionless save the flicking of her tail, attempting to drive away the blood suckers latching onto her hocks.

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