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Subject: Re: {*@*}MiSuNdErStOoD{}MeNaCe{*@*}


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Date Posted: 21:31:56 11/27/05 Sun
In reply to: Pirated Soul 's message, "{*@*}MiSuNdErStOoD{}MeNaCe{*@*}" on 12:50:25 11/27/05 Sun
 If the rugged appearance of the trailer rolling into the lot hadn't attracted attention, the din of the stallion's emergence certainly did. Wandering past the pens one by one, taking his time to look each potential purchase over in passing, he turned his eyes from the horses before him to take note of the latest arrival. Even from his distance, the sight was enough to make him wince. How odd it struck him, sometimes, to see his fellow humans act on a level of cruelty he did not understand. Looking on as the men moved the struggling beauty to the tree and bound him there to await his fate, he remained rooted to his spot along the dusty road, hands in his pockets and quiet sympathy focused on the beast. Not what he needed in his barn, a violent project, no doubt without papers, no room for the still-magnificent creature in the breeding plans he had envisioned for his stable. But all the logic in the world wouldn't have stopped him from setting off to walk the distance that separated himself from the horrendous scene before him, still with a calm about his tall, lanky figure and demeanor. No sense in wasting breath on introductions with these individuals. Refusing to acknowledge the sellers with eye contact, a hint of scorn for his fellow men in the proud carriage of his head and shoulders, he stopped before them, eyes only for their captive. "I hate to ask what you've done to this creature to make him act like this, but how much are you asking for him?"
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