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Subject: The tiger looks at the place where the stallions teeth had sunk and laughs with Amusment*Sir I do not take kindly to pain but I shant retaliate for i do not wish to leave*smiles at Hazel and walks away from BR chuckling Author: Tagar [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 16:53:43 04/02/01 Mon In reply to: BR 's message, "*A sweet rumble sound deep within his thick neck.... eyes narrowing sharply at Tagar, he wheels on one agile heel, ears pinned to his skull. Temper lost, he snaps sharply at the tiger, bared teeth catching his striped hide and sinking in deeply. Snorting, eyes wild and raging, he releases him, taking a step backwards, neck low and jutting outward with warning.* Tagar, I tell you..." on 12:53:16 04/02/01 Mon [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date ~She snorts softly at the tiger, prancing quietly, nervous around him. She didn't know why he was so mean to her. She prances lightly, sticking close to BR. She whickers to BR softly, nuzzling him, yet her acute lobes keep flicking back and forth upon her poll..~ Silver Fantasy 16:41:01 04/03/01 Tue *Trembling with rage, teeth clenches and breath rattling within his panting side, he forcefully buries his face into her silver mane, not meaning to be so harsh, but unable to control his anger. Nosing her quietly, a wayward strands of ashen mane finding his lips, he smiles quietly.* -- BR, 14:39:49 04/05/01 Thu