Date Posted:08:17:07 07/06/01 Fri Author: Death Wish Subject: ....R e s p o n s e.... In reply to:
Ares
's message, "..continues.." on 14:42:44 07/05/01 Thu
*Morose orbs sweep over steed's form, dished cranium is tilted slightly, not sure whether to go with this steed or find another.... Ivory incisors grind in annoyance, she did not like to waste time thinking. Dial is bobbed in a sharp nod, she would join him. Yet if he neglected her or she took a dislike to the dominant mare she would leave.*
