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Date Posted: 17:37:43 02/19/02 Tue
Author: Tribulation
Subject: Snorts disgruntaledly. She was a creature of habit and prefered not to move so much.
In reply to: Lucy 's message, "*leads in Rocket and Tribulation*" on 14:18:27 02/19/02 Tue

Ah well. This place seemed much nicer. Less crowded. That was a good thing. She lifts her nose and takes in all the pleasant scents. She enters her stall obediently and turns around cautiously a few times before dipping her nose in her water bucket. Emerging after a long drink, her unclipped whiskers holding tiny water droplets, she shakes her head and snorts. She stands quietly while the blanket is put in place. At first alarmed when it doesn't move away she paws the ground, uncomfortable with this 'thing' atop her back. After standing for sometime, worrying and fussing, she relizes it means her no harm and is actully quite comfortable. Her memory was rather vague but she could recall, somewhen long ago, something similar; but smaller, lighter, and smelling of leather. What was it? She shakes her head. Would her past ever return? The thought of it made her sick. Unnerved, she paces rapidly around her stall till she bumps into a wall. Shakeing her now aching head she stands still. She was a good horse, if not all right in the head. She would put on a brave face an try to accept these rapid changes and adapt to them as best she could. Perhaps if she did as Lucy asked, her memory would eventully put itself back together.

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Replies:

*looks in on her* -- Lucy, 18:16:59 02/19/02 Tue
- "That's not funny!" pretends to look alarmed. -- Trib, 20:01:59 02/19/02 Tue
  - *Pace* -- Rocket, 20:10:43 02/19/02 Tue
    - Cocks an ear back, listening to Rocket's pacing -- Trib, 20:30:54 02/19/02 Tue
      - *Looks* -- Rocket, 20:39:34 02/19/02 Tue
        Grins, glad to hear a friendly voice. -- Trib, 20:48:17 02/19/02 Tue
        *Returns the friendly smile* -- Rocket, 20:59:08 02/19/02 Tue
        Sighs happily -- Trib, 21:07:31 02/19/02 Tue
        *walks in* -- Lucy, 14:11:42 02/20/02 Wed
        Looks around curiously -- Trib, 15:34:58 02/20/02 Wed
        *Bobs his head in happiness* -- Rocket, 18:13:39 02/20/02 Wed
        *smiles, getting an idea* -- Lucy, 20:32:11 02/20/02 Wed

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