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Subject: -Intangible-

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Christine Carson

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Date Posted: 13:18:21 08/28/04 Sat
In reply to: Sean Bradshaw 's message, "Re: *watches.*" on 18:58:59 08/27/04 Fri

Perched silently upon the stocky pinto mare she rented for a ride, she studies the herd silently, loose srands of ash blonde hair whipping in front of thoughtful features, blue eyes softly scanning the herd indirectly, not to seem intimidating, as her hands rest gently on the saddle horn with patteince, the old saddle horse whickers curiously to the stallion, glancing at the male, who even the girl hadn't noticed, her concentration so deep on possibly taking one of, or both of the german bred mares home with her, if they were willing. the mare turns her head sniffing at the toe of her riders boot comfortably before dropping her hed to graze, the petite female relaxed as anything, not showing any signs of caring to their presence abruptly, letting her rented mount wander about as she pleased a fair distance from the herd, catching sight of the other person with a slight nod and half smile before returning her attention to the flashy animal she rode, scratching her neck affectionatly as she dismounted, pulling the saddle from the horse's back and letting it fall to the ground in a heap of leather and buckles as she fumbled for a peppermint to offer to her horse, hopng one of the horses would catch the scent.

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Subject	Author	Date
Christine in this one	Mares	14:39:24 08/28/04 Sat
-Intangible- -- Christine, 17:33:05 08/28/04 Sat Re: -Intangible- -- Mares, 09:42:02 09/02/04 Thu