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Subject: Concern

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Jesar

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Date Posted: 20:13:59 11/15/02 Fri
In reply to: Jesar 's message, "Tarquin? [Brushy here]" on 19:42:23 11/15/02 Fri

He almost doesn't hear Tarquin's greeting, as Brushy has distracted him. It was unusual for her to be so openly afraid, but she seemed to be open about everything else. He slung a wing over her body and nudged her neck tenderly and comfortingly before answering the dragon. "Hello Tarquin, this is Brush Fire, my girlfriend," He said proudly, standing by her protectively.

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[> Subject: She peered up at the Tarquin, and our passionate young mare's mood changed abruptly once more.

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Brush Fire
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Date Posted: 20:26:26 11/15/02 Fri

Perhaps it was Jesar's comforting touch, or possibly the fact that, now face to face with such a powerful animal, Brushy realized that fear would be no use to her. Whatever the reason, her bright eyes met the dragons and sizzled with curiosity. The connection between the two males was not apparent to her; she could see no similarities aside from the wings that both carried. "Hallo Tarquin," she greeted cheerfully. "This place is..." she struggled for a word to accurately describe her currant feelings, "intoxicating."