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	Entogy trotted slowly into the meadow, her steps deliberate and cautious as she looked about, roman-nose held high, ears swivling as the scent of equine and human mixed. The large Gypsy Vanner slowed to a halt, long, thick legs halting their steady rythym, her di-colored mane coming to rest on her neck. Her tail flicked incessantly, chasing pestulant flies from her quarters. Entogy wanted to be caught, but had to admit she had no idea why. She despised humans, at least, most of them, but had never seemed to have gotten along with the four-legged race either. She was blunt and short tempered with those who crossed her, and the few who passed her outer barrier got to know the true mare. She stood in the center of the meadow, and waited patiently, resting a hindleg limply against the soft grass.