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Date Posted: 13:37:21 06/09/06 Fri
-onyx vix entered quietly, she made no stir of things, nostrils flaring at the scent of the others, so many brutes. Thorns swiveled curiously, midnight tresses flicking irritably across her haunches, a shiney dagger lashing at the ground to rid herself of the pests. Her dark orbs scanned the terra, mug was lowered to the tender young shoots and she nibbled the grass, allowing her haunces to relax and tresses to rest casually to the side, she was here for the same reason as the others, it was her first heat, but she knew what to expect and the curelty of most hessions-
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