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Raven
Sept 6, 2006 16:43:53 GMT -5
Post by horseluva on Sept 6, 2006 16:43:53 GMT -5
The paddock? She questioned again, not quite getting it.
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Raven
Sept 6, 2006 16:45:42 GMT -5
Post by horseshoe6490 on Sept 6, 2006 16:45:42 GMT -5
"No, out of this ranch, into the wild" he said quickly
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Raven
Sept 6, 2006 17:00:40 GMT -5
Post by horseluva on Sept 6, 2006 17:00:40 GMT -5
Why? She began, lifting her head to look him in the eye. You know when I'm gone, they'll come back for me. She continued, her voice seeming to rise with defiance and anger. Admit it, I'm one of the best mares here. I'm in shape and fit, I have a good conformation, and a good color. They wouldn't let me go. She said, dropping her head again.[/i]
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Raven
Sept 6, 2006 21:30:00 GMT -5
Post by horseshoe6490 on Sept 6, 2006 21:30:00 GMT -5
"They might though. It depends on if they like what you produce. But yes, you are one of the top mares here"
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Raven
Sept 8, 2006 21:18:57 GMT -5
Post by horseluva on Sept 8, 2006 21:18:57 GMT -5
Then get it over with. She half snarled, turning her rump towards him, waiting for his sudden weight.
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Raven
Sept 8, 2006 22:02:17 GMT -5
Post by horseshoe6490 on Sept 8, 2006 22:02:17 GMT -5
"No, not in the mood" he said, turning away
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Raven
Sept 8, 2006 22:11:17 GMT -5
Post by horseluva on Sept 8, 2006 22:11:17 GMT -5
Fine then, walk away. She thought, somewhat glad he'd left. Raven began to wander aimlessly around the paddock, verring to the side to avoid Tucker.
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Raven
Sept 8, 2006 22:13:22 GMT -5
Post by horseshoe6490 on Sept 8, 2006 22:13:22 GMT -5
Tucker watched her walk around, not paying too much attention to her. "Raven" he said
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Raven
Sept 8, 2006 22:15:34 GMT -5
Post by horseshoe6490 on Sept 8, 2006 22:15:34 GMT -5
((sowee g2g))
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Raven
Sept 8, 2006 22:18:38 GMT -5
Post by horseluva on Sept 8, 2006 22:18:38 GMT -5
((man! I keep missing you, hirry back now, you hear!))
Raven's head shot up when he said her name. What? She spat out shortly.
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Raven
Sept 10, 2006 16:10:49 GMT -5
Post by horseshoe6490 on Sept 10, 2006 16:10:49 GMT -5
((lol)) "I was just gonna ask you how old you were" he said 'sheesh, what a moody mare' he thought
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Raven
Sept 11, 2006 16:48:55 GMT -5
Post by horseluva on Sept 11, 2006 16:48:55 GMT -5
I'm three, happy? She answered his unasked question.
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Raven
Sept 11, 2006 16:58:51 GMT -5
Post by horseshoe6490 on Sept 11, 2006 16:58:51 GMT -5
Tucker nodded his head and continued to graze
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Raven
Sept 11, 2006 17:04:19 GMT -5
Post by horseluva on Sept 11, 2006 17:04:19 GMT -5
Raven continued to wander, stopping to scratch her shoulder against a fence post. She stopped, and sniffed at a patch of clovers. She took a little bite from them, not really tasting, and moved on.
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Raven
Sept 11, 2006 17:06:18 GMT -5
Post by horseshoe6490 on Sept 11, 2006 17:06:18 GMT -5
Tucker watched her, moving with her, but always staying at least 10 feet from her
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