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Subject: )always shining(

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Tiger Eyes and The Tiger Within

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Date Posted: 18:31:35 05/21/03 Wed
In reply to: Song of the Isle 's message, "Little filly trots up alone, whinnies from a reply from the herd.." on 07:28:16 05/16/03 Fri

)the chestnut mare walks up, smiling serenely. she nods her head to the filly( Hello, dear. I'm Tiger. Welcome to the Thicket. I see you've met TrueLies. )she nudges the filla behind her towards the newcomer, though the pinto hardly needed urging(

\the patched filly, her golden eyes mirror images of her mother's, trots eagerly forward. she grins brightly, her eyes envious of the other's perfect speech. she states her shortened name in her own broken and short dialect/ Vara. \she smiles proudly/ 'Ong... \she mimicks the other filly, attempting to say her name. it was close enough. she giggles/

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Song of the Isle
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Date Posted: 00:18:15 06/03/03 Tue

The filla looked up at the three through scared and cautious orbs. She giggled at the other filla's attempt to speak. She stumbled through the older two's names. True...lies. Tiga ice. Hmph... she pouted. She couldn't say anything right. She looked again at the other filla with her own mother and father. Hewwo. She had learned quickly how to say her name, but that was all.

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