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Date Posted: 17:34:42 04/30/01 Mon
In reply to:
Daya
's message, "she watches intently" on 16:46:14 04/30/01 Mon
He was sick of this idiotic mare. (no offense, this is just my character, not me) How could she think that this was some stupid game? This was life! He knew that he could beat her with his eyes closed, but he knew that he would not, that he would allow her to rip out his throat, not because she was a mare, but because there was something about this sturdy little mare that had caught his interest. He was not the type who normally went around picking fights, but there was no way he would be ruled by another stallion, and there was no where else to stay. Besides, he knew that Osaidivia would definately not want to be anywhere near a stallion who was a drifter...
He shook his head. He would not give in this time. Last time, he had felt that there was nothing to fight for. And now, when he had thought he would fight in order to impress Osaidivia, but now, to fight would be to harm her. But that pride swelled up inside of him, and his steely resolve surfaced. He side-stepped her nip and slammed into her, going completely against his best judgement and using all of his strength, which meant pracitacally knocking her to her feet. Osaidivia, please stay out of this. He was practically begging. I don't want to hurt you. Please listen to me! Then he glared at Dusk. Let the games begin.
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