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Subject: ~reaches top of hill and lays down, twisting head to peer up at Deceive~ Author: Fate [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 11:18:04 04/07/02 Sun Author Host/IP: NoHost/65.171.171.161 In reply to: Deceive 's message, "*Orbs travel to approaching figure, she immediately recognizes the approacher. She says nothing, as usual, but she nods her finely sculpted visage in a friendly way as a greeting.*" on 17:26:07 04/05/02 Fri [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date The white filly steps into the territory, tossing her ivory, sculpted head as she glanced towards her sister. She had sought her own sort of refuge, even if for a short while, yet even in the few hours things had changed, more subdued, yet not so much of sorrow. She climbs up the hill at a steady but wary pace, eyeing her sister slightly. The resentment had changed to a sort of respect, yet she could not be sure it would be returned. (NT) Diablo 12:02:58 04/09/02 Tue *She looks down at Fate and nickers softly, her dark orbs turn and focus on the approaching horse. She immediately tenses, feeling crowded with the other nearing. It wasn't that she disliked others, she just couldn't handle more than one at a time. Nodding briefly to her ivory sister she takes over down the hill, fleeing the claustrophobia. She gallops almost madly to a quiet corner in the tt, where she lays down, closing her eyes trying to free herself of the overwhelming burden.* (NT) -- Eternity of Deceivances, 12:09:06 04/10/02 Wed The ice hued filly snorts softly, backing away apologetically, then whirls as a whuff from behind startles her. But it was only their father, emerging from the bushes in search of his own mate. (NT) -- Diablo ~ DD, 11:59:37 04/11/02 Thu ~filly nearly bolts when she hears someone comes out of the bushes behind her, but she realizes that it is just Diablo and her sire. She turns around and faces them.~ (NT) -- Fatal Midnight, 10:37:12 04/12/02 Fri She chuckles half heartedly, nipping her friend playfully. "What, scared? Not big bad Fate." (NT) -- Diablo, 13:43:29 04/13/02 Sat ~filly has strange expression 'pon face for a few moments and then her lips part into a small rare smile. She snorts and nips Diablo back, pinning her ears in warning for mocking her.~ (NT) -- Fatal Midnight, 14:51:33 04/13/02 Sat She tosses her head and bucks. "What, I ain't walkin' on eggshells just cause you're royalty!" Then she bursts out laughing, sobering at the thought of Fate's mother. "Fate, where's your mother?" she asks, now worried. (NT) -- Diablo, 15:48:38 04/13/02 Sat ~small smile at first, but then it breaks into a frown and she turns away looking towards her home, a frightened, insecure look 'pon her face. She shakes her head sideways, not knowning, not wanting to know.~ (NT) -- Fatal Midnight, 19:25:16 04/13/02 Sat She frowns, mentally cursing herself for breaking the good mood, then silently moves away, walking towards Midnight Peaks. Whether Fate faced her own demons or not was up to her, but Diablo was going to see what was going on. (NT) -- Diablo, 19:00:31 04/14/02 Sun ~watches the filly progress towards Midnight Ridge and she quivers. She climbs down the hill and stands at the edge of the territory, the expansive mountains looming before her face. ~(con. inside) -- ~Fatal Midnight~, 15:37:04 04/15/02 Mon The white filly snorts and halts as the other passes her own slow walk at a canter, eyeing her before trotting slowly forward, nudging her side lightly, eyes questioning. -- Diablo, 11:47:26 04/16/02 Tue ~tosses plush muzzle towards cliff rock that her mother had always been and the fact that she was no longer there. She shivers not knowing if she wants to go further and find out where is her dam~ -- Fatal Midnight, 05:00:37 04/17/02 Wed Ivory colored young one thrusts muzzle towards ground, sniffing, keen eyes picking up the barely visible trail of three horses...one of which, it seemed, stepping heavily, burdened...by what? Sorrow? It seemed that the mare had passed this way. It led to Desert of Flames. -- Diablo, 16:36:00 04/17/02 Wed ~watches Diablo's actions~ -- Fate, 18:06:08 04/17/02 Wed In answer, the filly lifts her head and gazes towards Desert of Flames, tail lifting high as she trots, stepping high with each stride, a new feeling of assurance filling her. She led the way, occasionally stopping to be sure she still had their trail, more and more positive that the mare was there. -- Diablo, 14:02:38 04/19/02 Fri ~follows friend towards Desert o' Flames~ (NT) -- Fate, 14:36:29 04/19/02 Fri