*Noticing a dark cave tucked into the folds of land making up the hillside . . . -- Silvery Dew Acres

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Subject: *Noticing a dark cave tucked into the folds of land making up the hillside . . .

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Myth & Wynter

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Date Posted: 13:31:46 10/14/02 Mon
In reply to: Epona 's message, "*nuzzles her little colt*" on 16:05:38 10/13/02 Sun

. . . he whinnies to his mate and son and then leads them through the pattering crystalline drops to the dry, safe, warm cave. The rain pours heavier and heavier outside while the glowing white unicorn stallion rushes in and out, gathering long grasses and piling them up higher and higher, making a bed for his mate and foal.*

*Wynter is curious where his father is getting all this soft, long, dry grass and goes cautiously to the cave opening, then peers into the rain. He sees his father trotting into the shelter of an expansive old oak and ripping up the long grasses that have stayed dry beneath the spreading limbs with his teeth. He then spins on his heavily-muscled haunches and trots swiftly back.*

*When the bed is deep, dry and soft he nudges his mate gently onto it and then his son. After making sure that they are comfortable he walks with a swift, flowing gait to the door where he halts. He cocks a hind leg and arches his neck, his long soft forelock spreading over his dark romantic eyes. His crystal-white hide sparkles in the dim light of the cave, glittering like snow with raindrops. He sighs deeply and waits for the rain to cease.*

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Subject	Author	Date
follows Myth to the cave	Epona	19:00:11 10/14/02 Mon
He glances out into the storm, over at his family, and sighs. -- Myth, 11:36:09 10/17/02 Thu smiles at myth -- Epona, 14:59:55 10/17/02 Thu After a while he awakes and raises his handsome head, blinking sleepily. -- Myth & Wynter, 09:20:18 10/21/02 Mon looks at the beautifull moon in the sky -- Epona, 18:16:12 10/21/02 Mon [OOC: Reply to '~Dawn~', OK? Thanks!] (NT) -- Myth & Wynter's player, 06:26:27 10/30/02 Wed