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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2006 7:44 pm
I didnt mean to rush you. I know how you feel, and I am truly sorry for pushing you.*he nipped her mane*
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 1:45 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 1:46 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 8:43 pm
biggrin ances as she is almost about to get a new addition to the Teepee, and Micah will be an elder with all the stat updates!
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2006 8:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 18, 2007 1:48 pm
We Welcome the newest member of the teepee, a little basket whom came from a happy family! Also, Nos and Jean are going to have babehs toooo 0___0!!!! Yay! Now it's Micahs turn for love. Will it happen?
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Posted: Thu Feb 22, 2007 8:20 pm
EEEE! Jean-Claude and Nostalgia Basket! Isnt it cuteeee!
JC: Mon ami, please remove hands from my precious..
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 9:06 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 6:27 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 8:28 am
Rp Between Tai and Esper]]
Creme mane, touched the side of a pale neck, as she shook her head, trying to get the sleep from her eyes.
She had a full nights rest, but she still felt tired. She wasnt sure why, but maybe age was creeping up on her. She lifted a foot, and used it to propel herself up.
She wobbled for a brief second, before her body found its original weight distribution and she smiled.
Hopefully today would be good.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 8:42 am
Shaking out his heavy golden mane, Tai watched with mock interest as Edelsteine and Celei's hawk Marahute played a rather deadly game of cat, bird and mouse. Honestly, he could almost feel sorry for the little field rat... it had two predators after it... and they were working together.
Eventually Marahute let out a happy creel and landed, claws bloody, wings mantled over her kill while the mountain lion cat-grinned impishly, having scored a second kill when their game had flushed out a rabbit.
"Enjoying yourselves?" He asked, his own characteristic grin quirking the corners of his muzzle. While he wasn't a fan of the hunt, he could appreciate why his two companions enjoyed it... the thrill, the success, and the good eats after.
Almost like berry hunting.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 9:15 am
Esper walked slowly as if savoring the day. She took everything in as if she walked too fast, she would miss something by the mili second it took to happen.
The stream was cold this morning, as it was usually every morning. It was teaming with fish and other life, but that didnt really concern her.. Maybe Anusha would eat the fish.. but she had no use for it.
Gingerly, she bent her head down to lap at the crystal, taking in the reflection of the world around.
She wondered where her children were.. Marahute, Biscuit, and Tsayuli.. She missed them, and she missed Tai. Where had he gone off to anyway?
She lifted her head, and began walking.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 9:28 am
Speaking of berries...
Hunger pangs clawed at the insides of the stallion's stomach, demanding immediate attention. Flame had always said the stomach ruled the brain of growing colts; but now fully grown; Tai really wondered about that. Up until this moment he had been loathe to leave his sun-warmed nest in the tall grass.
"I'll be right back Edel, Marahute; stomach's a'rumblin' at me." He said cheerfully, pulling himself to his feet.
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 9:35 am
The mare walked, not really knowing of her destination, and she figured it didnt matter too much. Where did she need to be anyway? Absolutely no where..
She flicked her tail at her body to get rid of the fly that dared land on her.
As she was walking, she felt a familiar grumble coming from the pit of her stomach. She was hungry.
"Breakfast.."
She said, angling her head to see the small berry bush she had come to favor.
"Mmm"
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Posted: Sat Jul 07, 2007 9:38 am
It didn't take long for his hunger sharpened senses to find the right place.
Took even less time for the dark stallion to plunge head first into the surrounding bushes in search of the smaller bush he could smell but not see. Hunt indeed. His mind thought happily, as he sniffed and snorted his way through the offending leaves; eyes closed.
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