| Subject: She takes a step back at his touch... |
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Date Posted: 12:07:58 08/03/01 Fri
Author Host/IP: mkc-65-26-12-237.kc.rr.com/65.26.12.237 In reply to:
Black Death
's message, "Black colt snorts softly, hesitates, then trots over and nudges her..." on 10:04:30 08/03/01 Fri
jerking her head back upright, and halting the build-up of her internal walls for only an instant. Inside, she shivers with turmoil at his touch; she couldn't love, she couldn't care...but that was what she'd told herself before she'd met Mercury...
Ears pinned, she looks at him, appearing angry that he might try to affect her life so... She takes a second step away, glaring mildly at him, "Words are easily spoken by one who isn't involved." She snorts softly, "I don't exactly have anything more to look forward to, even if I did deserve it." With that, she pivots slightly, her back to him, staring off into the woods blankly.
Wise as she was learning to be, she was still but a filly, and at times acted as such. Now was perhaps one of those times... She was confused by the whole world, and instead began to be angry at it rather than weakened by it. Inside, though, she felt a tug of another emotion, and she was battling to try to cover it, for good...
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