KillMeSoftly -- Open Plains

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>OoC:Please Not A'mhuir, I've already got a mare with
>him.
>
>Baby is this love for real?
>Let me in your arms to feel
>The beating of your heart, baby
>The beating of your heart, baby
>
>
>F e l i c i t y ambled up the valley into the lands of
>claiming, of decite, of chance, or even foolishness.
>Her harks were pinned back as she struted her curvy
>bodice across the field. Her rampage ended in the
>center of the field and she let out a seductive
>whinny. Her fore pillar stroked the terra roughly,
>pulling out it's hair. The she-devil gave out a
>playful buck and trotted around the place just like
>she should; as a playful filly. The sultana shook her
>dial softly, giving her flags a twirl and swishing her
>hock-kisser. A another soft whicker was given out to
>any to accept.
>
>Girl, you really got your hold on me
>Girl, you really got your hold on me
>You, you gotta get away from me
>'Cause you, you want nothing to do with me
>
>
>
>My sire called me; Felicity
>My dam birthed me; 2 years ago
>My dam and I share the cloak color; palomino paint
>God bless them my monarchs were; pinto
>Mommy and Daddy had and passion and made a; female
>Cross me and you�ll see; competitive, even a bit stuck
>up, she won�t stop until she is either an alpha or a
>lady. Preferably lady, but not second guess her; she
>has a quick temper and is easily upset.
>
>

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