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Date Posted: 21:38:10 01/26/02 Sat
Author: Lioness
Subject: ..::Ingression::..
Painted arabian femme paces into th' lands. Blue orbs scan the tt with interest. She had become a wanderer, her twin having accepted a stallion that she did not, and so she wandered. She would go from tt to tt, waiting for the day (if it eve' came) when she would learn to love the other as her siste' did... lobes cast forth in interest at this tt... it was certianly a nice one, alive with friendship and happiness. She would stay here, for a long time... and a passing thought drifted in... she would stay for a long time, if not forever... truly she was content here. She sits on the grass, awaiting the stallion or other feminas to address her...
~~About her~~
Piant black/white arabian, blue eyes
Wild, carefree, happy, young, no foals, though somewhat solemn and serious after her sister left...
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*whickers* -- Blue Flame, 13:25:14 01/27/02 Sun
Silver mare whickers a greeting.She is happy to not be the only young mare in the herd.She trots up and whickers again,hoping to be friends.
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::tilts head:: -- Fallen Angel, 18:42:43 01/27/02 Sun
Whuffs softly too the other mare in welcome and friendship. it was a pleasure. she bobs her head orbs dancing.
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..::Watches::.. -- Fleet Goddess, 16:27:24 01/27/02 Sun
..::Femora whistles to she dubbed Lioness. Femme had seen other 'pon joining board...her brother had taken interest in young one...she had not accepted, yet she would not let her brother know...could not let her brother know. Femora snorts, approaching now duo for BlueFlame had greeted thee, Lioness. Soft whicker is emitted forth as femme bobs dial t'ward she...lioness...her brother would be sad, yet not broken-hearted, yet he might try to challenge for his interest in thee dubbed Lioness had been strong as femme knew from contact with he in brief passing to Watering Hole::..
ooc--I play DoD too, but don't let Fleet Goddess make you feel bad...lol...you can stay here, I'm just making small talk...lol :-D
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..::Happy::.. -- Lioness, 16:57:49 01/27/02 Sun
The warm welcome she gets from each femme enlightens her. She smiles at each, bobbing her head gently. What were their names? She looked up, searching for the stallion...
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..::Interest::.. -- Lioness, 17:28:05 01/27/02 Sun
He knew not who she was, but her beauty captivated him. Galloping quickly down from where he lay on the Throne, he goes to her, calling gently with soft nickering noises. He steps up to her, extending his muzzle, offering his love and friendship in return for hers...
Soft whuff is emitted for his mares and their friendship offerings yet again... he 'smiles' at them, 'cooing' loudly for a moment, but returns to Lioness, seeking her approval of him...
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GAH OOPS I MEANT "INTEREST" BY FLAMING SNOW, NOT LIONESS -- Flaming Snow's Playa, 19:28:33 01/27/02 Sun
Gah oops!!! I am sooo sorry about that... I meant to put my name but I had urz in my mind... ugh *embarassed*
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..::Nods Hello::.. -- Lioness, 21:22:14 01/27/02 Sun
OOC - It's OK *heh*
IC - Painted fatale extends her plush towards stallion, her warm breath showing clear in the twilight air... she steps forward and boldly nuzzles the stallion, for she was a bold, wild type, and shyness was not in her, though the pain of losing her sister cut deeply... she knew she would be happy here, even if she might leave one day...
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