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Subject: -Slips Forth-


Author:
Allidaine
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Date Posted: 00:03:59 07/17/03 Thu


*~Prevailing winds washes over the matt surface of pallid grains, whipping and curling the loose material
into dust deamons, dancing and twirling only to fall back in submission to the heavy heat. The air
shimmers with soft irridecence, rippling the backwash of the tumbling landscape. As you watch a small
figure appears at the bride of a dune, merging and shifting with her background. She approacahes slowly ,
warily, chisled head upheld in defience, upper lip curling as she haults at some distance, nares pinching
with a sharp intake of breath. Heavy countance upflings, broad chest following as she pulls herself into a
full salute, fores carving into the heavy air. Dropping to earth, solid hooves scattering the corse particles
around her compact figure, her frame shakes with a forceful whinny. Hindquarters gather as she springs
forward, slender yet muscular frame extending with each powerful stride as sure hooves navigate the
shifting terrain throwing a surf of pale grains before her, mane flagging in a tangled banner of strands, her
abraised hide softly shimmering with health, adorned with scars of early battles and bickerings. With a
rush of air she skids and slides piroetting neatly casting a smooth arc of sand behind her form plunging
into a further rear her painted form a momentay staute of farrel strength and endurance, a peircing whistle
heralds her arrival, and her allowace to be seen.~*

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