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Date Posted: 08:53:19 07/29/01 Sun
Author: Delirious
Author Host/IP: 95.newark-01-02rs.nj.dial-access.att.net / 12.89.128.95
Subject: - joy -
In reply to: Treasure 's message, "Never" on 20:52:16 07/24/01 Tue

-Bruja reflects, this mare was foolish. She would back down in the least! Wary eyes shift about the well know limits. New-comers to 'her' land there is. Characoal mass is to ascend into the woodeds. Blankets of skyline leaves conceal the dwellers presence. Unkept ovals seek the damped earth's tender crust. Brief ,ever brief, stamps ricket small, yet barely detectible echoes. Oculli seek the nemisis. Watching. Waiting. For her own turn. Her turn to show her face, and re-nouce her own standing as the Alpha. Lobes pivot in rapid dementions as if signals are being sent in to the main-frame preparing it for the work, but they are. They are for her un-supecting 'prey'. Enough! the time has come. Blood curdling scream emits gapped jaws. It's where about unknown as it's powerful eliments bounce agianst the walls of the surroundings. Appendages char b'neath rounded torso. Rapid upbringing being unexpected, and most definately un-welcomed by all means. Muscles seek tenseness as brute is preparing for the battle. Squeals emitt the brute, at first encounter with one who calls herself ruler over 'her'. Cresent duo slams 'gainst scarred poll. Anger flowing amidst clouded oculars. Nares 'consume' the lingering scents of those pronouced trators. Mass of brute set 'pon ones haunches. Pulmeting skyward beast is for brief moments invisible to the eye plastered agianst the dark sky. Only recognizable being her blazing eyes. Protecting ones vitals as best fit beast incircles opponent. Remaining out-side kicking range, and tense ready for action. Amounts of air are increased, brute seemingly en-larging. The fear shall begin to start. For both, but the excitment of action shall be over-powering......

((blah that sucked is sorry, Battle Board or here?))

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