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Date Posted: 14:58:04 10/12/01 Fri
± The ambience of a pleasant 'joining area' is somewhat subdued at entrance of alabaster bruja. A shrill whinny is emitted, wavering note echoing 'gainst rock face. Ebon hoof strikes virgin terra with note of recalcitrance, proud dial held aloft. Mustang heritage evident in chiseled features, sinewy muscles ripple neath albino pelt, mahogany oculi like dark pools. Femina eyes you, cold gaze piercing. Tendrils of snarled mane cascade down over muscled crest, cranium stationed skyward with insatiable pride. ±
± Wordless, svelte femora ingresses 'pon the land, slim appendages propelling creature across uneven terrain, fluid diagonal gait seemingly effortless. Cream-coloured tail rides bannerlike in femme's wake, mane's tresses rising and falling 'gainst the arched crest. Perceptive lobes swing to and fro, nares flared, receptive to all foreign aromas. Ebon hooves of refined bruja strike the terra with nary a sonance, velocity of gait decreased as marching walk is adopted. Toss of elegant dial disperses the few insects that remain in chilled atmosphere, cool climate heightening the senses, femina's every nerve on edge. Piercing whistle is issued from slightly-parted labrum, shrill call resounding through gelid air. Caliginous orbs dance with excitement, readiness, daring. Excess energy apparent from incessant 'dancing,' femora never completely still, always moving, constantly alert. ±
± Dareth you approach? ±
+Title+ Not a Shadow of Doubt
+Age+ 6 summers, come and gone.
+Ancestry+ Of the wildest...pure mustang
+Hue+ Pearl white
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