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Subject: <^> A Swriling scent of Catastrophe <^> | |
Author: Apache Rose |
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Date Posted: 12:28:39 06/20/04 Sun In reply to: Alec 's message, "[Running with the Devil]" on 08:06:49 06/20/04 Sun The vixen walked around the arena snorted and walked to the dusty window she noticed Alec look out of the vixen let out a peircing whistle when she saw him walk away. Then she began to walk around the arena. She had worked up a sweat after so much rearing and bucking. once more the vixen let out a peircing whistle. Then she became sad, if only she hadn't done that. The mare realisied that the man was tring to be her friend not an enemy she hung her elegant head low knowing what she had done to the man was wrong. She sighed and looked for any sign of food or water. Finding none she lowered her head and began to doze. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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ooc | Alec | 12:57:34 06/20/04 Sun |
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<^> A Swriling scent of Catarophe <^> | Apache Rose | 14:39:17 06/20/04 Sun |
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