*Peering nervously into the territory, the golden mare searched for sight of Shaz and Elven* -- Paradise Isle

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Date Posted: 20:24:46 01/12/03 Sun
Author: Tori
Subject: *Peering nervously into the territory, the golden mare searched for sight of Shaz and Elven*

S-Shaz? Darling? Where are you? I've turned SKB over to Euphoria and Zackari. I'm free to come here now!

*Excitement caused her to dance around, but a feeling of sadness over the loss of her herd tempered the elation slightly*

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[> Understanding -- Steel Dream, 15:00:39 01/13/03 Mon [1]

The Welsh Cob stallion raises his head at the sound of a mare calling his stepson's name. "Tori?" he guesses, tilting his head in the direction of Shaz and Elven. "Your family is over there." His amber eyes smile warmly. "Your daughter is a delight," he adds. For, as DOL's mate and Shazaam's stepfather, he supposed that in some way he would be the newborn's grandad. I'm getting old, he chides himself jokingly.

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[> [> [ . My Life, My Love . ] -- Tori, 18:00:49 01/13/03 Mon [1]

*Lightly tinted occulars landed on the chestnut stallion, pride causing the jaded color to brighten at the compliment to her progeny*

Why thank you, sir. She is an infinite source of delight to me.

*A quizzical look flashed over her features as the palomino racked her brain to put a name to the chestnut. Moments passed as she struggled without success. Finally resigning herself to the fact that the Welsh's name was not going to magically appear on the tip of her tongue, she sucked in a breath to ask. She had heard her name escape from his lips and was a bit embarrassed that she couldn't place his face*

I'm sorry, I must have left my manners and my brain back in SKB. I'm Notorious Reputation, better known as Tori, or Mommy to certain creatures. As you already know, I'm Shaz's mate and Elven's mother. I'm afraid I haven't had the pleasure of making your acquaintance before and don't know your name.

*Worrying her bottom lip, she conciously told herself to shut up, realizing that she was rambling. She had visited PI very briefly in the past, but had always returned to SKB quickly. Her efforts to get to know horses from other territories apparently had failed, a situation she was determined to rectify now that the pressures and responsibilities of leadership were lifted from her shoulders. Her gaze traveled to where the chestnut had pointed and spied her mate and foal. She had plenty of time now and her first order of business was to learn who the kind stallion who knew her name was*

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[> Gently -- Steel Dream, 02:00:31 01/14/03 Tue [1]

He nods gently, slightly amused and yet understanding. "My name is Steel Dream. That's step-dad to a few, mate to one, father to one, and King to, hopefully, a few more than that." His rich amber eyes glitter with a playful light. "Unfortunately, I haven't gotten about much since I was captive in Forest of Shadows for a few years." He tilts his head in contemplation a moment. "I suppose, in a roundabout sort of way, I'm the closest thing you're going to get to a father-in-law." A deep bass whicker takes the place of a laugh. "And I must be getting old, because I think your little one may have to call me Grandpa."

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