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Subject: The silver mare stops striking her door and whiffs in the air,her black eyes falling upon the stallion in the next stall over. She whickers lightly stretching out her velvety muzzle to him,whiffing in his scent. She squeals slightly and draws back and then stretches her neck even further nipping him playfully on the crest. Author: Tillifien the Silver Shadow Walker [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 18:37:20 03/06/01 Tue In reply to: Celtic Shadow and Mabellina 's message, "..." on 15:50:11 03/06/01 Tue [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date His ears prick at the mare's whuffle, and he returns her call with his own. Extending his head as far as he could, the ebon steed whickers, nibbling at the bolt on his door, eyes upturned to the silver beauty, still working on the stubborn lock... (NT) Celtic Shadow 19:20:54 03/07/01 Wed *A mare trots into the stable, looking at the two others with a young curosity being only 2. She lipped the lock of the mare's door and nudged it open with her nose. Then she walked over to the stallion's door and lipped that one open with ease, being a talented escapee. She tossed her head and whinnied, wanting to play with someone.* (NT) Sun Riser's Dawning 12:10:37 03/08/01 Thu She whickers and if she could grin she would. She resumes the kicking of the door and finally it crashes open,the door slightly splintered and cracked,but no other harm done. Obviously the lock had been jiggled just enough by her furious kicking it unlocked. She steps into the courtyard. If she was molten silver,she wanted to get away from her mold and flow freely. She was obviously finely bred,a refined slight dip in her face could maybe call her Arabian,but that was not so. Tillifien the Silver Shadow Walker 12:32:44 03/08/01 Thu