The golden mare, new to the herd, bowed her head at the former Queen's words. -- Paradise Isle

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Date Posted: 21:57:07 04/17/03 Thu
Author: Golden Fire
Subject: The golden mare, new to the herd, bowed her head at the former Queen's words.
In reply to: Daughter of Light/Ashley 's message, "VERY IMPORTANT" on 20:51:49 04/17/03 Thu

"That was a very noble decision m'lady," she commented politely, her dark eyes fastened to the lead mare's face. "Though you may no longer be the queen, it will be very hard to ever see you as anything but that." Her foreleg extended as she gracefully descended into a bow. "I am Golden Fire, it is an honor to finally meet you."

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[> Many characters -- Dusty, Stormy and Ellie, 22:10:02 04/17/03 Thu [1]

The majestic grey arab watches the queen respectfully. Though not knowing her hardly at all, she respected the decision and knew that it took great courage to surrender such a thing that she must've worked very hard on. She lowered her head respectfully, her tail twitching at various intervals. She had somewhat taken over things since everyone's absence, but vowed to herself to keep in her place until all was decided.

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The Bashkir curly rises from her slumber of sorts, her dark mocha eyes watching her mother with a rising sadness. She had barely conversed with the palomino mare in months and months, and she felt oddly distant from her. Though she appeared focused on DOL's solemn words, her ears were in constant search for her son, who proceeded to appear.

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The colt, now nearly three, treaded up next to his mother on gangly legs. He was quite handsome, in a coltish sort of way. All in all, he was growing terrifically, and had nearly surpassed his mother's height. He barely listened though, for his mind was surfing the waves that crashed against the Isle day in and day out, captiviating his attention. Muscles taut, he watched as a wave broke before even reaching the shore. The ocean was his best friend, and comforted him constantly.

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