Date Posted:19:51:40 08/06/01 Mon Author: Witraz Author Host/IP: 24.4.252.42 Subject: ...interest piqued... In reply to:
Shetan
's message, "" on 19:32:39 08/06/01 Mon
*Thinks in the Neverending Hills were quieted, and so Witraz had left. The pale mare is one of the first things he sees - he curls his lip, and remembers her scent. He keeps his distance, snorting softly under his breath. The cause of the mare's tantrum is unknown to him, but she would not have put on such a display if she did not mean to gain attention. Although he knows that she knows he's there, he unearths a keening whinny, he is a stallion after all, and as such his first instinct is to think with something other than his mind.*
