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Date Posted: 08:53:43 08/25/02 Sun
Author: pride
Subject: [whickers]
In reply to: Cigar 's message, "Sory I couldn't post I was doing Cross-Country and making fun of Cheerleaders" on 19:57:21 08/24/02 Sat

[on slender legs, pride danced forward, ducking the pathetic attempts to hit him. silken tail lashed across taut hind 'quarters, as they bunched, fore legs pwaing the sky. dagger-like hooves struck out, aiming for a blow to the colt's head. the sculpted head was tossed, jagged ivories snapped out to rake his shoulder gently. the taste..the taste of blood..how he loved it! his memory wheeled as he continued to strike with powerful blows: his past owners falling..dieing..writhing in pain. pride tossed his head and screamed a triumphet cry. blood marred his body, his hooves, his teeth, his nose. his eyes were rolling - the first sign of madness. he had gone mad those days - but had forced the rage down - but at that taste of sweet blood. . . it had returned - the madness. it would never quit, stalk the beast, stalk him until he could kill. the madness slammed full force into him, the pair of dark eyes began to roll, petite ears plastered to his skull. he had gone mad one more - could he push it down this time?]

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Samantha watches and runs up not wanting anyone to get seriously hurt -- Sam, 13:32:36 08/25/02 Sun
- ((okay)) -she slaps her ears back and sends a good swift kick in hightowers direction>> -- RC, 16:34:32 08/25/02 Sun
- [bobs] -- pride, 16:38:34 08/25/02 Sun
  - Pronounced ignores the small wound Pride had given him. -- Pronounced a Winner, 17:42:24 08/25/02 Sun
    - Samantha whips Pronounced, as he goes oafter Pride, not wanting to get bite also -- Sam, 18:12:21 08/25/02 Sun
      - (and you can't whip Pronounced he was after Pride not you!) -- Name's sake, 07:37:42 08/26/02 Mon
        Cassy drives in on an atv. -- Cassy, 08:18:56 08/26/02 Mon
        Pronounced trots happily up to Cassy. -- Pronounced a Winner, 08:21:16 08/26/02 Mon
        Cassy clips a lead rope to him and ponies him to the main entrance. -- Cassy, 08:23:10 08/26/02 Mon
        RC and Pride I am going to post up under Cassys post just post under there saying ur name and something small like Pride you can rear RC -- Sam, 15:50:39 08/26/02 Mon
        ((sure)) (NT) -- RC, 15:56:12 08/26/02 Mon