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Date Posted: 00:03:00 05/07/02 Tue
Author: D.T.
Subject: ~Hush don’t tell a soul~.

*Stallion icy black eyes watch her, as he warns he backs away from her rubbing and nuzzling remembering a time he welcomed it. Remembering a time he would of returned it. Remembering hid love hr once felts towards her He pulls away harshly teeth bared so badly wanting to fight her. His mussels tense under his palomino pelt a slight sweat breaks out on it, wanting the fight missing a good fight, he snorts softly * “Don’t touch me Tempest or you will be sorry.” *he watches her go silently eyes cold and glaring he reared strait up forelegs slicing the air gracefully angry that he missed his chance to fight with Tempest. He was waiting for that fight his whole life, but he didn’t want to lose dream. Turning to her he said voice coo land cold* ““Don't do it DT, if you fight her, I'll leave, I mean it!?”” *he asked quoting word for word what he said anger showed in his stance….* “Apparently you don’t understand. I need that fight I waited my whole life for that fight.” *he paces slightly mussel’s tense ready for a fight that won’t come. He reared again thrashing his hooves wildly his dark side showing. He needed all his pent up energy out his body was begging for a fight. He looks for dream again black eyes stressed.* “Dream I…” *his voice fades as he shakes his head* “Never mind” *turning again he paces a few times before trotting off so he was away from the scene and her, rearing again, he paced annoyed and growing more annoyed. His pale tail flicked back and forth as he his pacing soon melted the snow snorting he took off in a gallop in a desperate attempt to calm down, but his nerves were worked up as was he. He shudders slightly shaking him self odd still feeling tempest touch. He keeps shaking until he gives up allaying down rolling over in it drenching his pelt with the snow. Trying to wash the feeling off but it refused to leave him alone; he still felt her body as if I was still against his her muzzle rubbing against his. Her head against his neck he continues to rill before tolling to his feet pacing he shakes off again not knowing what to do. He shudders again almost as if her touch had hurt him physically He rears again before he just slinks down to a laying position, the events catching up in him he rubs his head against his leg emotionally worn he shudders slightly. He looks up watching the little roan filly that watched her mom canter out, he knew she knew what was happening and sighed softly* “Firestorm come here… don’t worry your mom will return both physically and mentally. She shouldn’t stay like that too long” *he forces a smile but soon gives up knowing it was fake and was obvious* “I hope….” *He watches in the direction getting a bad feeling* “Is your aunt Specter with your Aunt nirvana?” *when he gains a nod he snorts agitated* “That what I thought” *raises then lays down* “oh well I’m not going after them I will never win and most likely die, and I have no death wish” *he mutters to him self. Rolling out on his side-watching Dream silently though agitation still showed in his eyes. He starched slightly before closing his eyes thinking silently before opening his eyes and returning to watching dream. Looking to the leads he snorts softly December was obviously pregnant already. He sighed rolling his eyes calling for Infierno and Believe wanting to ask them something*

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