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Subject: Young mare stands stiffly, no answer coming to her lips immediately...


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Cobweb
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Date Posted: 20:12:19 11/22/01 Thu
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"Gansta, I..." She swallows, dropping her head slightly, but taking a step nearer. She hesitantly, almost awkwardly, gently touches her muzzle to his shoulder, pulling back to finish her thought. Her ears flick, weight shifts, thoughts race as she tries to think of what to say.

Finally, she exhales, relaxing to again try, "Gangsta, remember when you arrived here as a colt, young and bold, and asked me to be your mate? I do remember, and I do remember being flattered, but knowing that my heart wasn't in it, and that I could never take a mate until I knew my heart was certain. And right now..." She lets her voice trail, her head slowly turning away, as she often did when she thought. Though her eyes wandered blankly, they caught sight of Black Death, stiffening ever-so-slightly, before quickly moving her eyes on, returning to her thoughts. After a pause she looks again at Gangsta, question written all over her ash-colored face. Could he understand?

"Please, do not take this the wrong way," she adds softly. "Time has the ability to change things, and a horse depends on having others around that they might trust. I...I don't want you to leave, for I did miss you. But for something more... Well, I'm just not certain of that, nor even certain that I want anyone as something more..." Though she knows he cannot see her, she still could not look him in the eye for the final part, eyes dropping to the strands of grass below. Only once that was accomplished could she once more peer up at him, searching for a reaction, fearing the worst but hoping deeply for the best...

(OMG, I'm *so* sorry about this whole thing. This year's been *so* hectic...I hardly have any free time it seems... I really *am* trying, though, I promise, for all of you to know. Thanks for putting up with it)

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She snorts, concealing a silent sigh...Cobweb20:59:08 11/28/01 Wed


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