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Subject: x Don't Be Afraid x


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Ruffian
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Date Posted: 21:45:43 07/03/04 Sat
In reply to: Dove 's message, "<*> The Lonesome Dove <*>" on 18:02:00 07/03/04 Sat





Lobes perched, listening closely to the tale of the mare. Optics soften as stallion stands aback and slowly lowers crania'. A glance 'pon her scars and stallion spoke suddenly.

My! You are wounded! I am sorry to hear of what has happened in your past. Luckly, this land will be calm and out of trouble with no one like that. If their dare be any evil creature, ravishing among these lands, their head will be throttled off by my bare hooves. My story is slightly similar. My father, Intrigue twas a loyal stallion and lead one of the largest herds in the valleys. Sadly, a power craved stallion fought my father and killed him and took over the herd... I wish to find this very stallion one day. But I am not sure if I ever will. And my mother, she died when I was very young. I had to be raised by another femm' in my father's herd.

Hoping not to bore the mare he slowly paused and looked out at the land. It twas silent and the moon started to peak slowly through the clouds. Night was about to starve the sun into its crept corner. He then looked back at the mare, not knowing what else to say.







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