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Date Posted: 11:08:09 09/18/02 Wed
Author: Ivan
Subject: *enters*

*a small colt enters slowly and looks around for anyone*H..Hello? *the colt lays down and falls asleep*

Name Ivan
Age 5 months
Breed Perchron
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history his mother died 4 months after he was born

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[> Hello? *looks around thinking he heard somthing* -- Ivan, 21:28:21 09/18/02 Wed [1]

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[> [> *he looks* -- Ivan, 21:37:31 09/18/02 Wed [1]

*he looks at the other horses and wonders if he should go over to them but he stops fearful that they wouldnt accept him he turns to leave*

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[> [> [> The mare placidly leaves the conversation and greets the stallion. -- Outshined, 21:56:29 09/18/02 Wed [1]

"Why hello there! Leaving so soon?" She nudges him in salutations, "I'm new here, just like you. I like it so far, you certainly will. Just go up to others and greet them. Don't wait to be greeted." With her words of wisdom, she moves into a jouncy trot back to Morrow and Mist.

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[> [> [> [> *confused* -- Ivan, 22:03:51 09/18/02 Wed [1]

*he looks at the mare and become confused* why did she come over and then leave? why didnt she feed me? *he thought* all the other mares ive met either chased me away or feed me.... but she did neather *he looks perplexed and begins to follow the mare hoping he would find out why she was so different*

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[> [> [> [> [> *She walks over and blushes deeply. She tries to look at him but>>> -- Basandara, 02:05:47 09/19/02 Thu [1]

she was blushing too deeply and would be embarrased. She then smiles.* H h h*she stutters* Hi! My name is Basandara! I'm DOL's grandaughter. Daughter of French Silk and Bey V.*Se smiles but is still a little embarrased.........I mean.....with a boy her age around..........*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> *shocked* -- Ivan, 08:03:36 09/19/02 Thu [1]

*he looks at the filly and is shocked to see another his age* hi im ivan *he wonders what the purpose of her was but then he began to feel strange like he... he wanted to run, so he begins to trot slowly around her wondering why he was acting this way*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 12:03:17 09/20/02 Fri [1]

*he trots faster and then bolts off in a burst of speed hoping that she'd follow him*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *She grins. She wonders why she was feeling different also.>>> -- Basandara, 02:44:14 09/22/02 Sun [1]

She smiles though, with a slight blush, and bolts after him. She grins and continues, wondering where they were going.*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 07:31:24 09/22/02 Sun [1]

*he hears her gaining on him and he slows to let her katch up* Hehe *he giggles as he does a little buck then slows to a trot and then stops*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *She grins and skids to a stop also. She grins again. It's totally wierd they were the same exact age. She wonders why they stoped.* -- Basandara, 14:09:21 09/22/02 Sun [1]

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 14:17:28 09/22/02 Sun [1]

*he rears playfully then tags her with his muzzles* YOUR IT!! *he squeals then gallops off*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *She grins then barrels after him, trying to catch up.* -- Basandara, 20:13:21 09/23/02 Mon [1]

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 08:56:09 09/24/02 Tue [1]

*he gallops on then darts under a bush hiding*

(((ooc i wont be on until thursday)))

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *She keeps galloping after him. She then looks around when he>>> -- Basandara, 00:16:55 09/27/02 Fri [1]

dove into the bush. Where'd he go? She then sees slight movment in the brush. She then walks over silently. Grinning, she sticks her head in curiously, accidently bumping her small roan muzzle into his! She blushes deeply then moves back awarkdly. She smiles, trying to break the awarkward moment.* Now your it.*Grinning she waits for him to come out so it'd be a bit more fair.*(Sorry! I was gone too!)

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 10:49:39 09/27/02 Fri [1]

*he blushes when they touch muzzles but quickly recovers and runs after her* ((its ok))

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *She watches him run after her. She grins and tries to go faster.....* -- Basandara, 02:25:51 09/29/02 Sun [1]

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 20:49:42 09/29/02 Sun [1]

*he giggles as he tries to keep up with her*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *She seems him comming. She squeals then tries to go faster, wondering if her little legs would allow it.* -- Basandara, 00:37:30 09/30/02 Mon [1]

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 09:32:59 09/30/02 Mon [1]

*he races ahead running right next to her he looks at her and grins then stretches his muzzle out to tag her*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *She turns her head to see him going after her. She grins. Suddenly>>> -- Basandara, 01:32:12 10/01/02 Tue [1]

Basandara squeals a shrill squeal, a squeal of pain and scare, and then she is on the ground, all happening within a mere second. As you look onward, you see she's on the ground on her left side, sadly favoring her right leg. She squeals sharply in pain. As you look around, wondering what could have been the scoundrel, you see an old old animal trap, only one huge tooth sticking out of the totally compacted dirt. There was no way to remove it, for years on hooves had made the ground thick as concrete. You look from her to the trap, and seeing the rust on the trap and the open wound you hope she wouldn't get tettnus.*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 07:17:05 10/01/02 Tue [1]

*he stops sunnednly and races back to her side looking at the horrid trap not knowing what to do he tries to comfort her but is too upset himself to be of any help* W..What should i do? *he observes the trap noticing a small button that looks like it would open the jaws of death, he noses it cautiously and upon impact the rusted trap flings open he grins at his discovery but then looks again at Basandara nuzzling her to get up* Do you think you can walk to some water? *he asks anxiously*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *Whinnes in pain but is comforted that he didn't just leave her side.>>> -- Basandara, 21:02:00 10/01/02 Tue [1]

She then shakes her head some.* I don't think so........*She then whinnes in pain again. What should they do? They're about 1/4 a mile away......not too much for a horse though.....or foal for that matter.........*(Also ummm the whole thing is under compact dirt......only that one tooth is above. Just to tell ya! ^.^!)

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 21:29:10 10/01/02 Tue [1]

(((oops sorry my bad))
*he looks at her scared and confused he whinnies loudly hoping someone would hear his cries* What do u want me to do? i cant just leave you here!

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ~{ Hidden Paradise }~ -- Costa del Sol, 01:42:29 10/02/02 Wed [1]

The young mare's sensitive ear's prick, catching the colt's cries for help. Strong legs carry her swiftly over the ground, reaching the pair in a light sweat, orbs dark with worry. "Oh Sandy! What happened?" Palomino manages to stand calmly, not wishing to spread her anxiety to the already frightend foals. She had no idea how to deal with wounds but she was strong and swift. She could return to the herd to fetch more competent help.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *She looks at Ivan. She had not known him for long but he was>>> -- Basandara, 01:51:41 10/02/02 Wed [1]

just the type of mate every female desired(faster way instead of blabbing off into space since she IS hurt. LoL). She whinned in help, then seeing her friend Coast.* The thing...the thing!*That was the only thing she could whinny out. She then looked at Ivan again softly. He was so kind hearted, a heart of gold. He wished to help yet didn't want to leave......such bravery and kindness one could only hope for. She listened to Coast then watched the disappearing sillowette. At least Ivan was still there. She kept whinning, hoping it would be for much longer.......grandma! That's it! If only she knew where she was........*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 07:35:56 10/02/02 Wed [1]

*he looks at Basandara so concerned for her looking into her eyes a sudden strange feeling came over him he didnt know what it was but he knew that he never wanted to leave her side he lowers his head and nuzzles her softly then with out warning three words slip from his muzzle* I love you *he whispers then feeling a bit confused about what just happend but he relaxes realizing that it was true he loved her and everything about being with her just felt so right*

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[> A grandmother can make anything better. -- Daughter of Light, 22:05:14 10/02/02 Wed [1]

The mare slows as she approaches the pair, quickly assessing the situation. She frowns at the wound on the filly's leg; it was deep and likely infected. A thoughtful look crosses her features as she mentally sorts through ways of removing the strange metal object from Basandara. Anything that corroded the metal would further damage the wound as well, so that was out of the question. The metal could, with enough precision, be cut separate from the trap and then taken out...

Deciding that was the best option, the continues forward to them. Looking briefly at Ivan, she issues a simple command. "Make sure she doesn't move, no matter how much it may hurt." Easing down onto her knees to get a closer look, the mare reaches out with a tendril of magic, visible as a wispy white thread. As it touches the metal about an inch from her skin, she strengthens it and slowly directs it across the top. After several minutes, she comes to the end of the shard of metal and it snaps away from the main chunk.

"I'll be right back," she says as she stands. "She can move now, but keep that leg still." Turning, she trots towards the nearest water hole, slightly dizzy. Working with raw magic instead of a concentrated form, such as healing, took an incredible amount of energy.

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[> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 23:03:34 10/02/02 Wed [1]

*he looks at the mare with great happiness he watches her work and comforts Basandara*

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[> [> [> *She whinned in pain but it felt good that the process was almost done.*(btw. Ashley! That is such a good message title! But yet so true! LoL! Me and Basandara love it! LoL!) -- Basandara, 04:01:15 10/03/02 Thu [1]

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[> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 07:55:43 10/03/02 Thu [1]

*he noses basandara when she whinnies trying to comfort her*

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[> [> [> [> [> Return (it is true, isn't it? *grin grin*) -- Daughter of Light, 18:11:26 10/04/02 Fri [1]

The mare returns again, seeming more steady on her feet now, this time bearing a flask of water from the nearby spring. She sets it on the ground, then sends a strong flood of healing into the filly's leg to numb what would have been excruciating pain. Gripping the embeded steel in her teeth, she slowly pulls it out. Hurriedly, she sets the metal out of the way and pours the flask of water on the now open wound, grasping it between incisors. Mixed with the water is more healing magic, easing away infection and soothing broken nerves.

"That's all I should do for now," she tells the pair quietly. "Too much at one time could put her into shock, and that's the worst thing we can do for her."

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[> [> [> [> [> [> *Whinnes in pain but then goes to soft mumbles of whinnes for all the pain has made her very tired.*(Yes! VERY true!LoL!) -- Basandara, 19:05:48 10/04/02 Fri [1]

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 21:10:01 10/04/02 Fri [1]

*he smiles at her and lays down beside her slowly falling asleep*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> The mare slips quietly away so as not to disturb the resting pair. -- Daughter of Light, 23:32:46 10/05/02 Sat [1]

On the fringes of the territory, well out of sight of the youngsters, she drops for a refreshing roll in the loose dirt and dust mixture, then stands and continues across the sandbridge out of the Isle.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *She smiles softly and then cuddles closer that way they shared body heat.* -- Basandara, 02:07:35 10/06/02 Sun [1]

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 13:01:59 10/06/02 Sun [1]

*he nuzzles her gently and falls asleep*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *^*The Conquer*^* -- Ivan, 19:04:24 10/08/02 Tue [1]

*he wakes suddenly looking around it was all the same not a dream he sighs heavily then lays his head back down*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Im grounded until monday -- Ivan's player, 11:12:31 10/09/02 Wed [1]

Sorry ttyl

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