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Date Posted: 07:50:49 02/09/02 Sat
Author: Ginger
Subject: The femme wakes from her slumber...

she opens her unexplianed-looking eyes and stood up...Her body was covered with dew from the grass.beads of it was driping from her forelegs.It was like a rose just getting watered in the morning sun.She shook herself and yawned.After streching she bent down to graze the watered grass before her.

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[> ::Sleepy:: -- FallenAngel, 12:34:42 02/10/02 Sun

Stirred from slumber by the femora dubbed Ginger, Angel checked on her sleeping youngster. Nickering a soft good morning to the mare, The dappled grey femme looked around for their stallion.


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[> [> ..::Here::.. -- Flaming Snow, 13:21:38 02/10/02 Sun

+Bronc gallops to bruja apologetically for 'is absence... 'e had been busy lately, and 'ad not been around. Dipping 'is crown he whinnies loudly, hoping all the mares could understand an' forgive...+


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[> [> ::Forgive and forget..:: -- Fallen Angel & Fallen Snow, 14:21:18 02/10/02 Sun

( i speak they as in mare and colt) Of course they could forgive his absence for they had been distracted too. Femme lipped stud's mane gently in a welcome back.. the little colt had awoken from the stallions loud trumpet and looked around sleepily as his gaze set on his father. He whickered reaching small velvety muzzle towards him.


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