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Date Posted: 00:08:06 07/24/03 Thu
Author: Shazaam
Subject: (Never fear! Shazaam is here!) =P
In reply to: SilverStar 's message, "Quiksilver Storm- - Shazaam in>>>" on 17:06:15 07/23/03 Wed

(The mahogany stallion quickly swiveled refined cranium towards the sound, harks stiffened as audio waves delicately traced the inner curves of his ear. Whuff was exalted as appendages mobilized the stallion into a flighty canter. Sinews oscillated as dorsum humped to produce a small buck of pure energy. When approaching the filly, he stopped quickly and snorted lightly, a grin appearing on his face. A comical tune seeped into his words as he bowed his head in a warm greeting)
"You called m'lady?"
(Another sloppy grin printed itself upon his tenebrous brims as his weight shifted comfortably)

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[> Quiksilver Storm -- SilverStar, 17:56:40 07/24/03 Thu [1]

The daughter of the sea laughs, her clear tones dancing lightly up and down the scale in that wild fashion, an rippling, tinkling ocean waves. Her profile is outlined on the horizon, and her Arabian lines shine bright; a beautifully dished and tapered head with a tiny teacup muzzle is set elegantly on a graceful crest with long, silken streams flowing and whirling, leading down to a light, finely boned body with a full, flagging banner cascading like a rich waterfall, carried easily and fluidly by long, slender pistons, dainty-seeming yet strong with small, perfectly shapen hooves of smooth fleetness. Her satin hide gleams bright silver dappled by steelly stars as she tosses gorgeously wrought face, causing rivers of raven silkiness to swirl and tumble on the lithe crest like dark stormy winds. She says warmly in her silven tones, ~I am SilverStar. I haven't had the opportunity to meet you before so I took the chance to now. Congratulations on your new son! He's beautiful. I also wanted to say that I'm a candidate in the Queen tournament, and no matter what happens in the competition, I hope we'll be friends.~ She stands head held high, waiting for an answer.

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