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....!....@....#....$....%....^....&....*....(....)....-....=....(Jus' foolin' 'round)

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Mel

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Date Posted: 19:56:36 05/26/01 Sat
In reply to: Est�ril 's message, "Ears pin..." on 16:17:38 05/25/01 Fri

face=courier new>(*Oh!! HEY!!! Hehe.... Ummm... Forgive my horrible memory, but I honestly can't remember just who plays Ron(I know it's you, but I just don't know exactly who you are). Could ya possibly refresh my memory?*)

Stiffling a giggle as his whiskers tickle her hand, a smile playing upon her lips. Then at the nip, she gives a small jump in surprise, wincing just slightly and starting to pull her hand back. Then quickly realizing what the cunning dun stallion was up to, she extends her hand to full length once again, though slowly as not to startle the steed.

Tilting her head back slightly, her eyes sparkle brilliantly as she watches the equine. Still keeping as still as possible, the slow smile returns as she relaxs. Even though the equine before her gaze clear signs of possible aggression, she, somehow, was not worried.

Tilting her head to the side, several locks of golden-red hair falls over her shoulder, only to be caught by the breeze and blown back.

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Subject	Author	Date
Whoops! IGNORE THAT ONE! Inside this one please!	Mel	19:57:44 05/26/01 Sat
((OK)) -- Est�ril, 11:02:01 05/27/01 Sun (Hmm...) -- Melody, 18:03:47 05/27/01 Sun ((hehehe....hmmm...)) -- Est�ril, 19:57:28 05/28/01 Mon (LoL) -- Mel, 07:07:29 05/29/01 Tue (((hmmmmmmmmmm))) -- Est�ril, 20:05:00 05/29/01 Tue (Ummmmmmmmmmmmm) -- Mel, 17:42:52 05/30/01 Wed ((.....)) -- Est�ril, 18:37:48 05/30/01 Wed (>...>) -- Mel, 08:43:16 05/31/01 Thu