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Date Posted: 13:58:35 04/11/01 Wed
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Falling Up and Fear Nothing
's message, "+The stallion spins around angrily and faces the golden mare+" on 15:53:23 04/10/01 Tue
*Bursting with seamless, smooth motion from the heavily shadowed forest, crashing upon the scene with the sudden realization of a happening which was not meant to be, the bristling stud charges forth into bright light, his tattered form skin and bone. Eyes flashing hotly with the sight of the battered filly, angered mare and evil stallion, his thin neck juts forward, snaking violently towards the other steed, teeth presented and snapping with precise and utter loathing. Having nothing left to live for, his only mare dead and gone, son and daughter missing for ages, his streaked eyes shudder as he watches the evil steed land heavily upon the mare, pummeling her as he had done the filly, sharp gaze narrowing. Quaking with rage, haunches coiled tightly beneath him, he makes one violent pass at the stallion's thick neck as he streakes forward, sharp, white teeth sinking into dark flesh. Recoiling with feline reflexes, face wound with rage, he pauses sharply to await the reaction of the other, voice booming with the thick note of hatred.* Steed, you will not touch this filly again unless you kill me first.
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