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Date Posted: 00:53:34 07/13/05 Wed
Author: Lachlan
Subject: Re: Mists o' time
In reply to: Mistress of Puppets 's message, "Re: Mists o' time" on 00:00:02 07/12/05 Tue

Lachlan watched the beauty with glimering grey eyes, like the mist. He smiled, noting that she came to him. He lay the rope down, placing it back on the saddle. Then moved his legs towards the mare. cluking to her softly, though it appeared that she liked his stag, or at least, wanted a companion. He smiled broader, seeing that the mare was intelligent, and swift. Her dished head marked her as an arabian mix. what her other half was, well, that was debatiable, it could be a Tenn. W. Horse, which would give her more speed and a gentle attitude, but not much else. Or she could be a regal Angelo-Arab, having heard of them, but never seeing one. He had imagines what they looked like, powerful haunches for quick speed, long slender, but sturdy legs to carry them away. but the soul of a gentle horse, not temper. Only asking.
The mare seemed to not like the rope, he looked at it, and idea forming in his mind. he lookeda t her and murmered softly,
"Lady, do ye wish to come with us? I canna promise ye gentleness from everyone, but I can promise ye gentleness under my control. will ye come with us?"
He asked her softly, mounting back up on Bretherine, who was whickering to the mare, he turned the stag, seemingly ignoring the mare. and started walking away.
bretherine turned and nickered longinly to her, it would be nice to have a companion to share the feilds with. He snorted, nares flaring slightly.
Lachlan smiled and patted his stag affectionatly. murmering to him softly.

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