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Date Posted: 15:59:11 02/20/02 Wed
Author: �ilent Zephyr
Subject: �Silence�
In reply to: Tommorows Torment 's message, "Tormenting" on 14:28:44 02/20/02 Wed

�Fair colored femora watches from the shadows whiched gripped her very soul. Respectful t'was this mare.. yet did strength lie within. Time would tell her worth... for now... no actions t'would be made... just observations for time being�

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[> [> Tormenting -- Tommorows Torment, 18:18:05 02/20/02 Wed

The v'xen, feeling the higher mares orbs on her, does not dare make any sound, barley moving visage left to right as she goes, the v'xen makes circle shaped pattern round the harem, daggers scatter dust as she goes, orbs don't look back at thee dubbed '�ilent Zephyr', though lobes twitch back round to pick up any sound thee other should make.

Scence Femme 'Twas in bad mood, she struggeled to
control her anger, finally calming herself.

When the femme turns back towards the other, all was lost, v'xen stopped dead in tracks and stared at Silent
Zephyr. No other action t'was to be made, the v'xen silently turns round, away from other, and continues cantering on through her paces. Slight sigh is emmitted from the femmes flaring nares. Tresses hang,stuck, to the mares neck and hock from the sweat of running, time to stop she thinks to herself. Visage is lowerd to the bare vegatation below, orbs cast small look at �ilent Zephyr.

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