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Subject: She nods her head welcomingly to the newcomer, smiling. "Hello. I don't believe we've met before. I'm the Lead Mare here- call me Sunny. I'm sure Dare Devil would not mind your return." Author: Princess of Light [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 15:33:19 01/17/02 Thu In reply to: Devils Displacement 's message, "An old face thunders in. His heavy body shakes the ground." on 17:18:18 01/14/02 Mon [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date "thank you" he thunders Devil d. 17:42:25 01/18/02 Fri "Loud mommy make stop," Sophonia whispers. "Sorry dear, he has every right to be as loud as he wants. He lives here." -- Mir and Sophonia, 22:46:39 01/18/02 Fri She glares furiously after the stallion, her own son attempting to copy her pose. "I don't care if he has any rights at all! He can at least be considerate." -- Dances with Darkness and Dark Death, 13:05:51 01/19/02 Sat She looks up and smiles. "Ok." -- Sophonia, 16:36:01 01/19/02 Sat Devil Displacement gallops around his thundering hooves brinding up chunkes of ground. -- Devil D., 18:14:56 01/19/02 Sat Leaving her son in her friend's care, she walks over to Devil D., a sarcastic twitch in her step. -- Dances with Darkness and Dark Death, 19:30:40 01/19/02 Sat Comforted by this thought, she smiles a more relaxed smile. -- Sophonia, 20:31:56 01/19/02 Sat He arches his neck importantly. -- Dances with Darkness and Dark Death, 22:46:48 01/19/02 Sat "Yea, you're right." She stumbles over to her mom. -- Sophonia and Mir, 22:52:08 01/19/02 Sat Watching Sophonia for a moment, he turns to his own mother who motions him to her with a smile. -- Dancey and Dark Death, 23:04:09 01/19/02 Sat She raises her head, she had only been dozing. "I cold," She whimpers. "Go sleep next to Kard dear," Mir says, then nudges her over. Sophonia quickly falls asleep again. -- Sophonia and Mir, 23:52:59 01/19/02 Sat Automatically he places his head over her, shifting slightly so that he's closer to her. (NT) -- Dark Death, 15:26:12 01/20/02 Sun She instictivly snuggles closer to him herself, feeling warm and protected. (NT) -- Sophonia, 12:03:19 01/21/02 Mon An hour passes, then another. Finally realizing through his mind-clouding sleep that his mother had left, he raises his head. Dark Death 22:13:05 01/21/02 Mon She feels him moving next to her, and decides to wake up herself. "S'cuze me," She whispers and rises on shaky legs. After shaking herself and nearly falling down, she looks about with wide green eyes. Then she looks back down at Dark Death. "What should we do?" -- Sophonia, 22:15:24 01/21/02 Mon Gazing up at her for a moment, he clambers to his own unsteady hooves. "Do?" He looks about. "I think my dad's home," he suggests. (NT) -- Dark Death, 22:19:09 01/21/02 Mon "Let's say 'Welcome home' then," She suggests. (NT) -- Sophonia, 22:21:14 01/21/02 Mon He nods. "Okay." Then he hesitates, not really prepared to greet the stallion. (NT) -- Dark Death, 02:37:11 01/23/02 Wed