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Post by devilsadvocate on Feb 5, 2007 0:59:05 GMT -5
He started into her orbs, his filling with tears of joy. "You were all too right, all too right" he stuttered a bit, feeling the happy tears leaving his eyes. He too managed a smile, steping a step closer, so they were nose to nose.
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Post by MidnightShadow123 on Feb 5, 2007 1:01:12 GMT -5
The palomino stood lean and proud, giving him a playful "horse-kiss" on his muzzle. She turned her kissers to his tear-stricken cheeks. His tears tasted sweet in her maw, and she embraced it.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Feb 5, 2007 1:04:37 GMT -5
He stood infront of her and "horse-kissed" her back. His freisian body shuddered with a feeling he hadn't felt before when she touched him. He liked the feeling, even though he had no clue what is was.
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Post by MidnightShadow123 on Feb 5, 2007 1:10:11 GMT -5
Magick was reluctant to be with this stag. She knew he felt awkward, but she hoped he'd manage to adjust to her. She trotted across the grounds, beckoning him to follow.
"Let us flee....somewhere where we can roam free, away from the darks," Magick suggested, her tinted tassel blowing in the breeze.
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Post by devilsadvocate on Feb 5, 2007 1:14:12 GMT -5
He started at her in aw, but followed her like she said to do "where are we going" he laughed and moved into a canter to stay beside her.
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Post by MidnightShadow123 on Feb 6, 2007 0:05:10 GMT -5
"You shall see," hinted Magick teasingly. She blew gently at Magic's beautiful banner.
"Nowhere is as beautiful, not without me," she added, the feisty palomino tittered as she leapt over a puddle. Her topaz coloured banner swished desirably towards Magic.
"Follow me, m'lord." She had never addressed any other stag by this specific title.
(I shall make a post at Faithful Mountains)
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