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Date Posted: 09:32:23 07/22/01 Sun
Author: Flaming Myst
Subject: ++tosses++
In reply to: Raving Beauty 's message, "|+|She look|+|" on 06:41:03 07/22/01 Sun

Flaming Myst: Tossing his smooth perfectly chiseled head he reared up. Crashing back down to the earth he bolted away from the mares, beginning the race. Flicking his ears back he listened for the steady pounding of hooves beyond his own. Lenthening his strides to 26 ft. he soared across the desert his onyx daggers instead of fighting the deserts sands, using them, to push off. He wasnt to be won over, even if they were his mares. He would fight to the finish...and he wasnt about to give up.

Ruffian: Looking up he saw his fathers white form racing across the desert and he for the first time began to run...crying out for his father to slow down he raced to his mothers side only to see her take off to go after his sire. Lowering his head he watched after them."One day I will be as great as them..and nobody will stop me." Striking at the ground with one small hoof he turned to his brother and Mystik Dreams. "Shall we race?"His voice was soft as his fathers had been so many times. His eyes were like lightning as he awaited the other two youths replies. His muscles were bunched and ready for takeoff. He was ready to win or be beaten...but he would try.

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|+|Ready to run|+| -- Raving Beauty, 10:29:54 07/22/01 Sun
- ::Jumps into a gallop:: -- Sand Storm, Mystik Dream, 12:05:28 07/22/01 Sun
  - |+|Calling on more speed|+| -- Raving Beauty and Firestarter, 12:31:31 07/22/01 Sun
    - ::Catches up:: -- Sand Storm, Mystik Dream, 14:21:26 07/22/01 Sun
      - ++speeds past++ -- Flaming Myst, 17:04:02 07/22/01 Sun
        ~*Raven mare picks up her speed again*~ -- Raving Beauty, 17:38:32 07/22/01 Sun
        ++pushes++ -- Flaming Myst and Ruff, 17:44:44 07/22/01 Sun
        |+|Picks up pace|+| -- Raving Beauty and Firestarter, 18:08:21 07/22/01 Sun
        ++tosses++ -- Flaming Myst, ruff, 11:21:09 07/23/01 Mon
        ::Stops and walks over to Myst, concerned:: -- Sand Storm, 12:58:09 07/23/01 Mon
        looks up -- Flaming Myst, 14:44:14 07/25/01 Wed
        ::Walks over:: -- Sadn Storm, 11:45:14 07/27/01 Fri
        ;;nuzzles;; -- Flaming Myst, 10:18:49 07/28/01 Sat
        ::Wades into the water, motioning Mystik Dream to follow:: -- Sand Storm, Mystik Dream, 17:49:42 07/28/01 Sat
        nods -- Flaming Myst,Ruffian, 19:44:15 07/28/01 Sat