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Subject: ...inside... Author: Mabellina [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 16:29:24 03/27/01 Tue In reply to: Mystery Rider 's message, "~*" on 12:36:59 03/27/01 Tue The knight flurries in in a wave of dark-green skirts. Matching emerald eyes stare in shock at the wounded rider and her steed. She sums up the situation, knowing the obviously loyal horse will not let them near without a fight...She sighs. Why couldn't her power enable her to change into a horse as well instead of a puma? She frowned, moving beside Shanteral... She pressed forward, crooning lightly to the great chestnut and holding out a careful hand. She maintains eye contanct, and something within them burns brightly into the horses'. A voice heard and understood only in the steed's mind echoes... Não se preocupe, impetuosamente um. Eu não o prejudicarei - eu sou um amigo... que eu lhe ajudarei. Carrinho ainda, cavalo doce. Eu necessito ajudar a seu mistress... [Translation: Do not worry, fiery one. I will not harm you - I am a friend...I will help you. Stand still, sweet horse. I need to help your mistress...] Her voice is unusually soothing and calm...Sending a wave of cool serenity into the troubled horse's mind... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date *~ Mystery Rider 17:29:26 03/27/01 Tue She looks at her friend."Were you going to the ball?Puma?"she grins in a quirky way,seeing Mabe tame the loyal horse.She steps up to the girl,patting the horse softly."A definite Scot,"she says pointing to the plaid material."And the sword.I wonder if it's a Claymore.Where did she get it?"she looks at her friend."We should probably take her to the barracks and sew up her wounds."She holds the girl's white bloody hands. (NT) -- Lady Shanteral, 17:33:58 03/27/01 Tue