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Subject: youth and freedom


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Mirage
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Date Posted: 11:51:21 02/19/07 Mon

ooc: looking for a young colt or any steed


the black arabian lass trotted into the lands of unknown bodies. But she wasn't here for that she was exploring infact at this moment she didn't even notice where she was. the small bird that was learning to fly held her attention, she was about six months and all youth. She small slim trim and elegent bosy just starting to get it's womanly curve that held such alore to boys and men, her black pelt glistendd agaisnt the hot sun light, she picked her head up away from all the graphicness still unaware of her surrounding. She nickered looking for a play-mate but she didn't know what kind of play-mate she might get, she arched her neck and held her head high giving way to the fumes of her first seasons that was a magnent to stallions and colts. She still didn't know that all the colts in her old herd,when they would nose her tail or try to seduce her what they wanted she ahd left after one colt got alittle to colse for her. She stepped deeper into the land nickering again. A white stripe held it's place on her back leading to her tail, giving her the look of a skunk, she enjoyed her special mark, she didn't stink infact she had just resently rolled in a bed of wild flowers giving her even more appeal.

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