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Subject: •] Tacking up [• Author: •] Duke Gregory Hunt [• [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 10:24:51 03/17/02 Sun In reply to: .:[Lady Thayet]:. 's message, ".:[Whistle]:." on 22:23:56 03/10/02 Sun •] The Duke whistles for his own steed, snapping his fingers to emphasize his will. Reluctantly the spanish-bred leaves the bank, trotting towards his master. A hand brushes down the beast's face, easily slipping the bridle on, and fastening the straps. Tall noble leads his charge towards his tack, lifting and swinging the heavy studded leather saddle over the horse's back. This is but the work of a moment; he had tacked and untacked many a time, and in sooth was no soft noble. Another skill learned and mastered in the army. Dark brown eyes seem to smile as he spies the lady's plight, and the smile reaches down to his lips. He lets the reins fall, his horse stands. In a moment he is at her side, clasping fingers together to form a step. [• There are days when I am glad of my being born a man. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date .:[Thanks]:. .:[Lady Thayet]:. 14:31:19 03/17/02 Sun •] Very well [• -- •] Duke Gregory Hunt [•, 13:39:53 03/19/02 Tue .:[blush]:. -- .:[Lady Thayet]:., 21:18:51 03/24/02 Sun •] Onwards [• -- •] Duke Gregory Hunt [•, 20:41:20 03/25/02 Mon .:[refreshment]:. -- .:[Lady Thayet]:., 01:05:06 03/26/02 Tue •] Very well [• -- •] Duke Gregory Hunt [•, 19:45:55 04/02/02 Tue .:\Inside/:. -- .:\Cat/:., 02:01:05 04/03/02 Wed