*wartches the goods, with narrowed eyes. She was feeling her old self and was ready to fight anytime. She glances at Sabbath and stays put, not knowing if she was tough enough to fight a stallion, mare aAND foal -- *Evil Foals Herd*

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Date Posted: 11:45:41 02/20/02 Wed
Author: Poision Ivy
Subject: *wartches the goods, with narrowed eyes. She was feeling her old self and was ready to fight anytime. She glances at Sabbath and stays put, not knowing if she was tough enough to fight a stallion, mare aAND foal
In reply to: Misty 's message, "*rushes forward and nuzzles her, making sure she was allright. After her worry was gone, she looks sternly at her daughter* You have some explaining to do. Why didn't you tell us where you were going? And its evils, here you know better... dont you? *looks at Maj a moment* Well lets go home." on 16:15:24 02/19/02 Tue

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*nuzzles Shadow relieved at finding her, he nudges her towards the exit* Sweetie, You play at the Good Foal Herd if any Not here with the evils.. (NT) -- Maj, 01:05:59 02/21/02 Thu
- >--black death stands beside Poison. Nares lfared he paws at the ground, growing tired of all this. Black tail swishes in anoyance. He holds his self back, knowing that the mare and the foal were not the prob, but the stallion. Colt didnt want anything to happen to Poison and kenw Maj would prob try to kill the both of them is he thought his family was threatend. 'You can leave now.' he says through clenched ivories.--< (NT) -- Sabbath, 10:49:36 02/21/02 Thu

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