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Post by ~Rain~ on Aug 28, 2007 11:24:17 GMT -5
A chestnut tail flickered in the cool breeze. Drinking from the lake, the female looked up smothly, like a Fallen Angel. She didn't belong to anyone, but most people thought they did. Her friends consisted of wind, earth, water, but mostly fire.
She wasn't full of power, or anything like that. she just liked them, got along with them. She never really got along with animals, humans or anything else. They wanted to own her.
Everyone did.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 29, 2007 16:41:56 GMT -5
Chemag watzed in quietly, his beautiful skewbald splotches showing brightly under the sun. He smiled and lowered his dial in a gentle-manly manner, baring his teeth in a gentle grin.
His tassled swayed as he inched his way up to the mare, obviously in no hurry. There was no need to be in hurry, so why should he?
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