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Subject: ...Lunges... Author: Mark My Words [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 15:28:55 05/26/01 Sat In reply to: Fiona 's message, "She sighs..." on 08:10:27 05/26/01 Sat She snorts, auditives plunge downwards apon proud crown. Visage throws furiously as nares dailate to full extent quivering with scent of humans. Powerfull haunches coil sending terror apon the stall door. The apple drops, smashing apon the concrete floor. Optics train to the opening of the barn door watching for the silly human, who dare come near her. Vicious snap of mahogany jaws clamp down apon stall door swinging gate here and there. Pounding limbs smash and destroy the stall. Visage throws in full anger and fury as hating optics glance around the stall of her liking. Bars of wood hang barely by dropping nails as large clashes in the walls can be seen through. Once more fury runs through her bloods sending femme on yet another vicious fit. One last kick knocks hanging stall door from hinges, as femme snorts trotting out... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date With horror the girl come back running... Fiona 19:06:48 05/26/01 Sat Grazes lightly on the fresh grass around the barn -- Mark My Words...Im Dangerous..., 05:50:43 05/27/01 Sun She bites her lip till it bleeds wondering what to do... -- Fiona, 10:16:24 05/27/01 Sun Ignores her though the sweet temptation is killing her -- Mark My Words, 12:07:38 05/27/01 Sun ((I think she's still wearing her halter)) She grabs the halter and quickly clips on a chain lead... -- Fiona, 07:14:20 05/28/01 Mon Walks snapping at the human trying to grab the grain -- Mark My Words...Im Dangerous..., 13:09:44 05/29/01 Tue Her eyes spark with a bit of hope.. -- Fiona, 15:15:38 05/29/01 Tue She snorts continuing to eat -- Demon (She Goes By Demon), 13:32:33 05/31/01 Thu She keeps her hand there until the femme retracts.. -- Fiona, 16:21:24 05/31/01 Thu