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Date Posted: 06:22:38 02/23/02 Sat
Author: Flame + Rose + Eternity
Subject: **Call Of The Wild**
In reply to: White Gold 's message, "*Nickers to Belle.*" on 21:55:29 02/22/02 Fri

**two red forms appear. One more golden than red, with the sun catching the pelt and glinting off with bright light. He was the bigger of the two forms, grown large and muscular, with wide shoulders and rump. The second far daintier, though redder in colour, the inherited fire red colour chestnut of her dam. Long legged, and long bodied, slender and dainty to look at with a chisled dial of beauty, framed by long whisps of red tresses.

The two catch up to their sire, dials were tossed with joy, squeals and bucks of delight were emmited. The nuzzle him gleefully and rest their dials upon his back. They nudge him and turn to look to the favorite dune of their dam expectantly.

Silloette was cast upon the golden sand where toned body cast out the sun. Fores streach high up into the air, reaching and slashing feircely in the air. They touch down as femme flys o'er the grain's of sand towards her love.

Just before she reaches him she turns and skids to a halt, spraying sand up and o'er the small group that stood there. She snorts, overjoyed to see him, unable to bring herself to touch him incase it was a mirage...**

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