Posted by Dartanian on 10/12/2004, 7:23 pm, in reply to "[ full moon ]" ____________
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He watched the flirtatious imp as he drew closwer. That mug outstretched to run lightly down her soft boa before nipping gently at her withers. Thorns pricked towards her form, listening for any greeting she might send his way. He wanted her to know that he had not forgotten her. How could he..? The image of her as a yearling had forever been bured into his mind.
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