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Rolling Thunder, Hear My Cry
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Date Posted: 10:06:35 08/21/01 Tue
In reply to:
Depth of Darkness
's message, "*Distant observing*" on 21:26:37 08/20/01 Mon
[just to let you know, you need to join with all of the above info! Are you a Mustang, Paint or Brumby? If not, nevermind my message to you...*smiles*]
-travelling from his home, Aztec Plains, bronc takes in the sight of the effeminate...was she of pure feral blood? He whistles to her a call, a greeting if you will ; his vocals allowing deep baritone notes to crescendo to the surrounding area. Dipping his noble visage, he welcomes she to the lands. Noticing that a pair of males already were interested, he kept his distance. His two-toned, sinew-laced hide rippling under presence of many muscles. Lucid pools of auburn envision her beside him within the meadow lands of his territory. Snorting, he knew this might not ever happen. A single fore outstretched itself, lithe limb of his melted down into broad pedate & began raking across Earth's mantel. Twin flutes awaited for a reply, leisurely swivaling about upon their polls. Dock is flicked but once, sending silken plumage array - flaring about steel-laiden hocks & one remains placid at a regal stance. He wondered...would there be a future with this effeminate?-
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