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Subject: *Stands in the distance, eyeing her.* Author: Wynter & Myth [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 11:36:23 12/08/02 Sun In reply to: VaneHeart 's message, "~Heart of all weather~" on 06:10:19 12/08/02 Sun *His father is standing next to him, gaping--evidently just told what happened.* Wynter: I know--weird, huh? Myth: (*Looking faint.*) Extremely! You said there was one in Bluegrass Hill, too? Wynter: (*Nodding.*) Yeah. Myth: (*Stiffening and looking over at VainHeart.*) Hey, who's that? Wynter: (*Turning, a mask of guilt washing over his face.*) Oh. That's a filly who I had an argument with. Just before I came here. Myth: (*Turning angrily to hit his son's neck with his horn.*) Shame on you! I thought I brought you up right, but I guess I was wrong. Arguing with a filly! Honestly! Wynter: (*Looking guiltily at the ground.*) Sorry, dad . . . Myth: (*Glaring sternly.*) And you should be . . . but to her, not to me. Now go apologize. Wynter: (*Nodding, trying hard to hold back tears.*) Yes, dad. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date ~Heart of all weather~ VaneHeart 02:05:01 12/09/02 Mon *Neck still stinging he bobs his head and murmurs,* Sorry, Heart. -- Wynter, 09:43:19 12/11/02 Wed ~Heart of all weather~ -- VaneHeart, 01:28:00 12/12/02 Thu (OOC: *LOL*, okay!) IC: Of course, *he sighs, releived.* -- Wynter & Myth, 11:10:34 12/12/02 Thu ~Heart of all weather~ -- VaneHeart, 01:58:53 12/14/02 Sat *Snorts lightly, then turns and breaks into a swift canter.* -- Wynter, 12:51:59 12/16/02 Mon follows -- VaneHeart, 02:36:24 12/19/02 Thu *Grins, lowering his head a bit, he bumps her side playfully.* -- Wynter, 09:55:35 12/19/02 Thu startled -- VaneHeart, 11:53:58 12/21/02 Sat *Snorts lightly.* -- Wynter, 15:43:59 12/25/02 Wed meets gaze -- VaneHeart, 14:59:19 12/29/02 Sun *Extends the gleaming, well-muscled column of his neck.* -- Wynter, 09:50:04 01/01/03 Wed lets her muzzle extend -- VaneHeart, 01:47:09 01/09/03 Thu *He moves along side her, nudging her flank gently.* -- Wynter, 13:47:55 01/11/03 Sat hesitation gone -- VaneHeart, 01:17:54 01/15/03 Wed *Sighs in releif. Tears of joy sparkle in his eyes.* -- Wynter, 10:13:22 01/15/03 Wed