*the horse waits until the man has left, then very carefuly pulls the pin out of the door of the pen and walks out* -- Stables

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Subject: *the horse waits until the man has left, then very carefuly pulls the pin out of the door of the pen and walks out*

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Cedar
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Date Posted: 22:37:45 04/02/01 Mon
In reply to: Hudson 's message, "*he walks in with a large balck stallion rearing and whinnying*" on 02:49:11 04/02/01 Mon

*he trots up and down the stalls, a triumphant expression marking his face and his tail held high, he releases his mare, but she stays in the stall. He nickers to her, but still she stays. He snorts, walks back to his pen and shuts the door behind him*

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The big blood-red stallion snorted. He was allowed free all the time, since he tore down any stall they put him in-- even cement ones. He snorted, prancing a bit. Full-bred thoroughbred, gorgeous, strong, and wild-- that described him all right. He snorted again, glaring at the other stallion, then galloping into the woods Bloodlust Rebellion 16:05:43 04/04/01 Wed

*his ears flicked back, he stomped a hoof and snorted, his brown eyes turning to black at the other stallion's approach, he glared at him as he ran out of the stalls, then looked over to his mare, making sure he didnt steal her and went to work at the food* -- Cedar, 17:26:29 04/04/01 Wed

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