Posted by .:Maple Delight:. on 2/5/2002, 7:04 pm
¤T'was a warm day...sphere 'o fire warming earth 'pon which they walked. 'Fatale stood 'pon territory...searching for the steed which she had been waiting for. Chocolate tinted oculars moved quickly o'er lands until suddenly...there he was!
¤She moved closer t'wards him, dial dipped then raised...greeting him "Ello m'lord..." Aye, more could be said, she might have voiced the fears she had had...or the wonder and resassurance she had felt one night...no, only words actually spoken were greetings
¤Smile graced maw as oculars watched the steed. It was so good to see him again...she had missed him the days he had been gone. Plush muzzle nudged shoulder with friendly gesture, happy he was here to talk to
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