<center><font color="bluegrey"><font face="Seabird SF">*~*Reflection*~* -- The South Valley

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Date Posted: 10:50:48 08/27/01 Mon
Author: Redemption
Author Host/IP: 172.190.127.72
Subject: *~*Reflection*~*
In reply to: . : D u s k : . 's message, "Reply" on 03:56:46 08/27/01 Mon

She looks to the stallion, and tips her head to one side in curiosity - a stallion feeling trapped in his own land? This thought startled her.
Her body remains motionless, as she gazes at this stallion - thinking silently; but stallions were always challenging one another, fighting, taking land and mares - stallion's always seemed to take control. The thought that these creatures could themselves feel trapped was something of a shock to her.
She watches him a few moments more, taking a slight step toward him, then with a sudden indignant toss of her head turns sharply and moves swiftly away from this spot - over to a more secluded area of the land.

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