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Subject: ********** Author: Cris [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 09:53:29 03/18/01 Sun *A smiling 21-year-old girl trots up, and dismounts a smaller stallion. She unsaddles it, grooms it quickly, and slides it into it's stall. Quickly, she heads off to the dorm, retuning in tan riding breeches, a white shirt, a blue overcoat, and she has a helmet in her hand. She smiles, and slides into the stall of a white Andulasian, cooing to him softly* Hey Outlaw.... Hey... *she pats him, before dropping her helmet to the floor and braiding the horses mane and tail, then sliding an English saddle onto his back. She laughs softly as the Stallion snort at her, and tosses his braided mane. She smiles, and heads over to Stormy's stall. Another white Andulasian. She braids his mane and tail, then saddles him. She grabs her helmet, and places it atop Outlaw's saddle before gliding out of Outlaw's stall for the last time, dropping on a haybale, and waiting for Diablo.* [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date *Cris gasps, and looks in the direction of Stormy. He is moving about his stall, with a limp. With a heavy heart, Cris stumbles over, and opens the door. She looks down, and sees an inch long cut across the stallion's Knee* How do you do this? *she asks placing a firm hand on the saddle and untacking him. She sighs, then heads over to Outlaw, untacking him also. She tapes a note to the door of Rage's stall, and heads back to her dorm* >>Notes Contents inside<< Cris 10:01:34 03/18/01 Sun ~*~He looks over the note and smiles, looking up to the roof of the stables~*~ "Thank you GOD! knowing me i'd kill myself.." ~*~He chuckles and writes a small reply~*~>>inside<< -- Diablo, 10:09:08 03/18/01 Sun