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Subject: *She glares at him, light eyes turning fiery* My pony could beat yours any day! She could beat yours going backwards! *She hops lightly off the pony and sticks her tongue out at him. Suddenly noticing the other children, she looks around in shy delight. She smiles and gives a small curtsy to Alana, mentally daring her red curls to fall into her face as usual, which as for once they do not* Hi... Author: Icera [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 14:53:12 03/11/01 Sun In reply to: Neville Eiland 's message, " *Rolls his eyes and pushes his glasses up "Fell off twice and Me an' Prince still beat ya'" snickers and loosens up his pony's girth. Tucking the frog into the saddle pouch he leans against the shaggy white pony, who's leg's are now splattered with mud. "What do you call that thang' anyway. Bet yer's couldn't ev'n compete 'gainst mine" Pats his shoulder again*" on 14:33:28 03/11/01 Sun [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date *Returns the rasberry in Icera's direction "You wish." Looks back to Alana, releasing her hand from the grip he wipes it on his pants, not meaning to be offensive, just being the young crude boy that he is. "So what are yall doin out 'ere?" Looks around at the rest. Then sizing up the competition. "That pony's made to sit 'round an' look pretty, it couldn't ever be competition" looks back to Alana and the others his green eyes shining brightly* (NT) Neville Eiland 14:56:38 03/11/01 Sun ~ Giggles as the two exchange words, her expression one of amusement. Shaking her head lightly, her blond hair bounces on her shoulders. Watching him wipe his hand on his trousers, the girl rolls her eyes. 'Boys!' She thinks and smiles somewhat wryly. ~ (NT) -- Alana, 15:02:00 03/11/01 Sun *She rounds on him, eyes flashing* Oh yeah? Well, we'll show you! I challenge- no, I dare you to race me! *She narrows her eyes with a frown* (NT) -- Icera, 15:03:21 03/11/01 Sun *Bursts out in a fit of laughter. "Me? Race a Girl? Yeah. right" grabs his stomach and bends over laughing "That was great" wipes his eyes. "Really now. What're yall doing? I've been trapped with her, aren't there any other boys around here?* (NT) -- Neville Eiland, 15:06:52 03/11/01 Sun ~ Her eyes flare with Irish temper and she scowls at the ignorant boy. "Exactly what is so funny about racing a boy? I bet she could beat you easy as pie and you know it. Your just afraid of losing." Smirking at him, she places her hands on her hips. ~ (NT) -- Alana, 15:09:22 03/11/01 Sun I MEANT "a girl racing a boy" (NT) -- alanas player, 15:10:17 03/11/01 Sun *Temper as true as red fiery hair, she glares at him, icy eyes dangerous* And what, can I ask, is so funny about that? *She shoots a small smile to her unexpected ally, then rounds on Neville again* I'll bet she's right! Besides, if you back down on a dare, you'll, you'll, you'll be a frog, and I'll set Galaxy on you, I will! *She sticks her tongues out at him again, unable to come up with anything more for the moment. Her pony snorts in seeming agreement* (NT) -- Icera, 15:55:42 03/11/01 Sun *Padding over to her owner, the kitten weaves around Alana's legs. Emerald eyes flash as she glances at Neville, her expression turning to one misheif as she spots his frog sitting not far off.* (NT) -- Emerald, 16:17:06 03/11/01 Sun Kayli watches the three, having moved away from the large group and seated herself at the riverbank. She smirked lightly, before gazing into the gently flowing waters of the river at her feet. (Inside) -- Kayli, 17:18:47 03/11/01 Sun *Neville scoffs at the girls. Sitting down on a rock he picks up a twig and begins to draw in the mud. Muttering under his breath "Girls..." Leaning into the pony's stocky legs he pulls a hat off of the horn of his saddle. Sliding it onto his head he sits with it covering his emerald eyes.* (NT) -- Neville Eiland, 18:45:23 03/11/01 Sun ~ Spotting Kayli, she smiles warmly and waves, inviting her over. Then turning back to Neville, she smiles wryly. ~ -- Alana, 18:58:39 03/11/01 Sun *She giggles softly, watching, then turns to Neville again.* See? She could beat your pony without even a horse, I'll bet! Good luck on getting your hat back! *She giggles, leaning against her now smug looking pony for support, icy eyes shining with mirth* (NT) -- Icera, 19:10:18 03/11/01 Sun Kayli works hard to stifle a fit of snickers, giving Alana two thumbs up as she rushes along the riverbank. (Inside) -- Kayli and Raven, 06:30:35 03/12/01 Mon ~ Hearing the filly behind her, Alana glances over her shoulder and laughs merrily at the sight of Raven. Then returning her gaze to the direction she was running, the girl brushes her dark blond locks away from her eyes so she could see better. Speeding up a notch, she conties dashing along the river bank, smooth tan legs carrying her farther away. ~ (NT) -- Alana, 10:33:30 03/12/01 Mon conties=continous (NT) -- Alana's Player who can not spell, 10:35:10 03/12/01 Mon The man watches from a distance, leaning casually against a large oak tree. Stiffling his laughter, he glances at Neville, wondering if might actually be fast enough to catch his young friend. (NT) -- Timothy, 16:48:07 03/13/01 Tue Jogging over, the young maiden stops as she reaches the riverbank and runs her fingers through her golden-red curls. Glancing after Alana, she laughs softly and shakes her head, green eyes dancing with amusement. (NT) -- Melody, 16:50:31 03/13/01 Tue