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Subject: *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.*


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Date Posted: 12:09:06 04/10/02 Wed
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In reply to: Diablo 's message, "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." on 12:02:58 04/09/02 Tue


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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 ~ DD11:59:37 04/11/02 Thu


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