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Quincy
Aug 28, 2006 23:43:54 GMT -5
Post by quincy on Aug 28, 2006 23:43:54 GMT -5
Quincy cantered around a field, neighing and then waiting for a reply. She saw a bay stallion trotting towards her but knew that it wasn't who she was looking for. She pinned her ears and protected her friends foal, immeaditly scaring off the other horse. She was supposed to meet her friend here and give her foal back. She had to protect it and she liked protecting it.
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Quincy
Aug 31, 2006 16:25:38 GMT -5
Post by Horsegirl on Aug 31, 2006 16:25:38 GMT -5
Satan was wondering threw the lands when he got the scent of a new mare. He looked around and soon saw her and a small foal. She seemed angry at the other horses, and very protective. He trotted over to her, but stood a few feet away from her, giving her her space.
Hello m'lady. I am Satan, lead stallion of the Black Rose herd. I swear I mean you no harm. Are you new here?
His black coat shown bright in the sun, and his blue orbs watched her intently. He stood his ground, yet he stayed tence in case she decided to attack.
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