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Subject: Ears prick, catching sight of the tiny colt, and a small smile spreads across her lips, something uncommon for her... Author: Cobweb [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 17:17:06 09/13/01 Thu Author Host/IP: mkc-163-145-145.kc.rr.com/24.163.145.145 In reply to: Death & Destruction 's message, "Small colt stand near the edge of the territory, hesitant of coming in..." on 04:32:00 09/13/01 Thu She snorts softly, nodding her head slightly once, acknowledging the colt. "Welcome to Graveyard Pass. You'll not regret coming, I assure you, as its the most perfect place to grow up. Everything is so..." Her voice trails off, unable to find the word she wants, her eyes wandering out over the TT. They take in all the dark corners of the TT where she'd loved to slip away to when she wanted some time alone, to think or to play or to simply doze. Memories flow through her head, of how only here did she find the sanctuary she longed for, the space to grow as she pleased and not be coddled or thought of as a disruptive outcast, as she had before she'd found these lands... She snorts softly, then returns her gaze to the colt, her dark eyes showing hints of her thoughts, but she still doesn't finish her phrase. Instead, she lifts her head, searching for some of the others who reside within the TT... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date He steps in... Death & Destruction 04:09:27 09/14/01 Fri His deep black orbs flicker to Cobweb, his head nodding slightly, then turn to gaze upon the newcomer...a young one, orphaned like himself. Immediately he feels a sort of tie, and whickers softly to the little one, understanding Cobweb's care for him. But he does not approach, allowing the foal time alone. -- Black Death, 13:26:27 09/14/01 Fri The colt stands still, except for the soft swishing sound of his curly slate grey tail hitting a fly. -- Death & Destruction, 15:42:33 09/14/01 Fri He snorts softly, whickering gently. "I wouldn't harm you, nor your mother. My own parents were killed, as your dam was." -- Black Death, 10:11:23 09/15/01 Sat She watches both, relaxed ears catching their words. She senses the colts fear yet pride, and snorts softly. "He is right- he is one you can trust here, a truly reliable Dark." She wasn't quick to praise, so those words from her lips meant much. "There is no need to fear him, for he is a friend always, and there for you when you are not so strong." She silences, glancing quickly towards Black Death before once more locking eyes upon the colt. (NT) -- Cobweb, 11:40:56 09/15/01 Sat His eyes dart to Cobweb quickly, amazed and flattered at her compliment, but he says nothing. (NT) -- Black Death, 15:18:59 09/15/01 Sat Destruction listens to Cobweb's words -- Death & Destruction, 16:52:46 09/15/01 Sat She snorts, her face unreadable, though her eyes flicker with anger. She wasn't angry at anyone, really, but merely angry she'd let so much be voiced. She meets him not in the eyes, but rather watches past the colt's form and into the horizon, allowing the wind to toy with her mane and tail, her thick forelock swirling over her ashened face. She remains silent, as both others, losing herself in thoughts well hidden from the others. (NT) -- Cobweb, 16:18:17 09/19/01 Wed The colt walks a scrub of a tree and lays beneath it -- Destruction, 17:06:31 09/19/01 Wed He studies Cobweb intently, reading her feirce anger swirling within her eyes, then all emotion blocked out. His head dips in a nod that none see, then he turns, gliding away, ebony tail swishing gently. -- Black Death, 12:32:58 09/20/01 Thu