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Subject: +leaps aside with nimble accuracy+ Author: Cold Day In July [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 18:56:17 04/15/01 Sun Author Host/IP: dmv-rac5-24-eas.dmv.com/64.45.132.228 In reply to: Falling Up and Fear Nothing 's message, "+Wheels around to face his new attacker+" on 16:26:54 04/11/01 Wed +Her own expression becomes bemused as she sights his look of recognition.. and then hatred. She liked being recognized, being hated by his kind. Grunting slighty she flinches from the blow to her chest but does not falter. She nods upon the entrance of the painted rogue, something vaguely familiar about him, but does not remove her gaze from the opponent, emerald tinged oculars locking to his with no intention of removing their cast iron grip. Lunging forward without warning, ivory incisors come sharply to close upon the fold of skin about his flank, tearing ruthlessly once more and leaping aside with catlike grace. Her determination matched that of his, and there was no trace of backing down locked inside the emotion devoid pools that divide animated features. She dances sideways, body supple to her commands, muscles rippling beneath golden hide.. she was back in the game, here where she loved to be, and for this filly, and for the painted rogue, and for herself, she would win.+ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date *Screams with rage and sudden pain..* Kite 07:19:23 04/16/01 Mon +jumps forward+ -- Cold Day In July, 17:09:27 04/17/01 Tue +Screams in anger and pain+ -- Fear Nothing, 10:19:13 04/18/01 Wed +Delight appearing upon cast iron oculars+ -- Cold Day In July, 14:52:17 04/18/01 Wed >>>>>>> -- Fear Nothing, 12:50:29 04/19/01 Thu +..+ -- Cold Day In July, 20:40:20 04/19/01 Thu ........... -- Jarves, 05:09:05 04/20/01 Fri *Teeth gnash in rage......* -- Kite, 06:41:28 04/20/01 Fri dude r u blind he said WHERE THE STALION COULDN'T SEE HIM stupid also, he is not a stallion he is a colt!!! DUH!! (NT) -- a angery passerbyer, 12:04:49 04/20/01 Fri hey hope you weren't taling to me.. Kite didn't even see the colt, he just kind of passed by him...... yo, don't be stupid. hope you were talking bout someone else. (NT) -- Kite, 15:17:17 04/20/01 Fri >>>>>>>>>> -- Fear Nothing and Falling Up, 16:51:48 04/20/01 Fri +..stiffens in rage..+ -- Cold Day In July, 19:54:38 04/20/01 Fri >>> -- Jarves, 19:11:22 04/21/01 Sat to anon.. Kite was fighting the stallion dude read more carefully before you make assumptions next time. just a little food for thought. -- July, 19:48:15 04/20/01 Fri *Bellows with the strike in pain.....* -- Kite, 08:09:09 04/21/01 Sat +Emits a angry roar of pain and fury...+ -- Fear Nothing, 11:16:26 04/21/01 Sat >>>> -- Jarves, 19:17:43 04/21/01 Sat *Reels violently.....* -- Kite, 12:35:34 04/22/01 Sun +..recoils..+ -- Cold Day In July, 18:28:22 04/22/01 Sun