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Subject: *Nods slowly, not saying a word. She looks away, to the woods, glancing through the brush. She sighs softly, then looks ahead again* Author: Cris [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 13:47:40 03/17/01 Sat In reply to: Diablo 's message, "~*~He hums softly , the lake is vaugly visable* "Just keep it low.....up here would be our best chance"" on 13:46:11 03/17/01 Sat [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date ~*~He trots his stallion to the edge of the lake, he motions them to hurry up, at the edge of the lake are there mustangs~*~ Diablo 13:49:26 03/17/01 Sat *Taps the mares sides, trotting up beside him. She gasps* -- Cris, 13:50:29 03/17/01 Sat Urging her mare up alongside his stallion, she grins happily at the sight of the mustangs. Stiffling a gasp, she watches in silence, her expression one of awe. -- Melody, 13:50:41 03/17/01 Sat ~*~Crimson jerks his head up at the sight of the human, lobes flick back, but he doesn't move~*~ §Whim slowly lifts her head and whickers softly, snorting, lobes pricked forward in intrest § +Triften flicks a lobe back, at ease with the familiar man+ -- Trif, Whim and Crimson, 13:51:27 03/17/01 Sat *Smiles calmly, watching the horses. Her mare tosses her head lightly, and Cris looks down, wanting to scold her* -- Cris, 13:53:38 03/17/01 Sat Finding her voice, she keeps her tone low. "They are beautiful!" Her mare bobs her head lightly and emitts a gentle nicker, ears pricked in curiousity. -- Melody, 13:54:12 03/17/01 Sat ~*~Diablo smiles and nods~*~ "Triften is the old one...he's the oldest stallion on the range...he's 25....the white filly is his daughter Mysteries Whim...she is 3.....her brother is Crimson Whitness...the flightly chestnut" ~*~ +He whickers at the sound of his name and walks towards the other horses and the man, pinning back his lobes and snapping when the filly and colt follow + -- Diablo & Triften, 13:56:34 03/17/01 Sat *Watches quietly* He seems friendly.. *she says in a low tone* -- Cris, 13:58:07 03/17/01 Sat Listening intently, she bites her lip in thought, her gaze never leaving the approaching stallion. "Why does he snap at them when they try to follow?" She asks softly, her knowledge about wild horses not very great...though she was always eager to learn. -- Melody, 13:59:15 03/17/01 Sat ~*~He smiles and chuckles lightly, dismounting~*~ "because Triften is greedy...." ~*~He smiles and sets a hand on the stallion's neck, the horse arches his neck down and nips at Diablo's pocket~*~ -- Diablo, 14:00:57 03/17/01 Sat Laughs softly and also dismounts. Taking a step towards the stallion, she extends her hand slowly towards him, expression hopeful. -- Melody, 14:02:24 03/17/01 Sat *feeling a little left out she watches the stallion, not paying much attention to the two people anymore. She looks up to the filly and colt, smiling softly* -- Cris, 14:02:55 03/17/01 Sat ~*~He smiles and looks up to Cris~*~ "hey.....come here.....i think you'd like this...dismount real slow and follow me" *He smiles softly to Cris* "You up to it?" *Triften nudges Melody's pocket. looking for a handout~*~ -- Diablo, 14:05:17 03/17/01 Sat *Dismounts and follows quietly, not saying anything. She glances back one last time at the white filly before turning back to Diablo. She sighs* -- Cris, 14:06:50 03/17/01 Sat Grins and reaches into her pocket, pulling out a sugarcube. Extending her hand back out to Triften, she laughs softly. "Here you go boy. I always carry these just incase..." Glancing at Diablo, then Cris, she silently wonders what they are about to do. -- Melody, 14:07:12 03/17/01 Sat