He rose as well, though with considerably less struggle than the small colt. -- Paradise Isle

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Date Posted: 18:28:49 10/20/02 Sun
Author: River Bend
Subject: He rose as well, though with considerably less struggle than the small colt.
In reply to: Dusty and Dust Storm 's message, "*Ah, emotional mares*" on 00:11:07 10/20/02 Sun

Storm's curly earth brown mane fascinated him almost as much as his puffy coat. Lowering his much more refined muzzle to nudge the colt congradatorily, he was amazed to feel that, like the downy feathers of a young bird, the coat of his son hd little substance. River delighted more in the hazel eyed colt every minute.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *Horsey hug* -- Dusty and Dust Storm, 21:36:03 10/20/02 Sun [1]

*She hugs the colt slightly, protecting him from any pre-winter chilly breezes. Nudging his rump, she directs him to the food.*

A little unsteadied by the hug, he grins to his father, showing his pink gums. He then turns, his gangly legs moving unevenly until he could reach his mother's milk. After he had his fill, he plopped on the ground ungracefully, his eyelids drooping drowsily.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> He laughed merrily down at Dust Storm. -- River Bend, 21:40:09 10/20/02 Sun [1]

"You're adorable," he informed the colt, without expecting much of an answer back. "Isn't he?" he inquired of his mate.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *Content* -- Dusty, 21:45:05 10/20/02 Sun [1]

He's more than adorable! *she exclaims, nuzzling her small son, lightly so, not wanting to wake him.*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> A rare outward show of emotion, he nudged her, "You're adorable." -- River, 20:03:36 10/21/02 Mon [1]

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *She bushes* -- Dusty, 15:15:58 10/22/02 Tue [1]

*Nuzzling him in return, she giggles* I love you River.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> He was reminded in that moment of just how young they were, as he smiled at his mate. -- River Bend, 20:01:22 10/22/02 Tue [1]

His gaze once more wandered incredulously to the colt on the ground.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> {LOL That's supposed to be blushes not bushes. I doubt a horse can bush. Whatever that means...} -- Dusty, 15:29:38 10/25/02 Fri [1]

*She yawned, then lied down beside the colt, tucking her head over his small very fuzzy body.*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Standing protectively over his small family, he let his head drop over them, and fell into a shallow sleep. -- River, 22:59:21 10/25/02 Fri [1]

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