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+ Peytona

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Date Posted: 12:15:00 07/07/04 Wed
In reply to: Kindled Ambition 's message, "|.paradox.|" on 12:06:33 07/07/04 Wed

(Yeah I know, lol. Want To start a new one, I would like to have the foal, but with no stats it would be hard to rp, ya know! But yeah, we can start a new one, with them out in the pasture or something..I dunno.)

Peytona hadn't had to be in many fights, as majority of her time was spent by herself, doing nothing but being bored and taken out twice a day to be trained, which was where she had any sort of horse contact at all. But if she was let out it was always with another damn mare, that was always so bitchy and didn't want to do any thing but annoy the hell out of her, so she would have to get into a fight with her, and then she was taken inside again. But she also hated to be let out with stallions, more Eclipse then any, as he never bowed down to her, and usually if they were fixing to get into a fight, the humans would pull them away, wanting neither to get hurt, in which she really wanted to kill him, she hated him so much.

Peytona turned in the stallion and began paralell with him and stuck her head out the stall door to gaze outside, a soft whicker was directed her way by one of the other mares that had already had a foal, and she could see it's small little nose sticking up over the ledge. A moutherly whicker was returned to the mare as she continued to gaze out the stall.

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