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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 19, 2007 3:31:05 GMT -5
Sure he smiled.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 3:32:47 GMT -5
She burst forward at a gallop. She always had endless energy. She pushed herself to the limit until she was ahead of Crimson. She smiled. A hill was coming up. Ii was a small one. Instead of slowing Kira only galloped faster and when she met it's crest she jumped off of it and landed on the other side. She did this without breaking a beat of her gallop. She stopped about 50 yards away from where she jumped and waited for him to come.
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 19, 2007 3:34:31 GMT -5
He took off like a bat out of hell. His dark ebon frame coming over the hill and passing her.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 3:35:57 GMT -5
She laughed as he went on . She had stopped by the hill. She grinned cheekily as he went on.
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 19, 2007 3:38:32 GMT -5
He slowed and waited for her laughing away.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 3:40:03 GMT -5
She stood , daggers planted firmly into the earth , smirking.
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 19, 2007 3:42:02 GMT -5
he ran back to her stopping at her side.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 3:43:10 GMT -5
She giggled softly at that , it was just funny to her.
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 19, 2007 3:44:20 GMT -5
He chuckled.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 3:45:00 GMT -5
She smiled softly at him with her amber eyes shining innocently.
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 19, 2007 3:46:30 GMT -5
He smiled back lookin at her with his dark brown eyes softly.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 3:47:52 GMT -5
she smiled warmly at Crimson, her long mane over her neck like a black waterfall.her eyes sparkled with the joy she got from racing. She walked to a pool of crystaline,clear liquid and drank a few sips of cool water. She lifted her head and watched him. She was having a good time with a stallion who didn't only have breeding or a troupy mare in mind. He was fun to be around and liked to do more than talk. She was falling for him easily. She didn't want to admit that. She had been hurt by many stallions in her life. but she had faith that this stallion wasn't like them.
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 19, 2007 3:49:41 GMT -5
Crimson smiled at her and lowered his Dial to graze.
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Post by .{.Zeecarian.}. on Jul 19, 2007 3:50:36 GMT -5
A soft rumble escaped her slightly opened maw as she nickered lowly.
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 19, 2007 3:51:29 GMT -5
He lifted his dial and nickered softly back.
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