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Post by Jelly-Bean on Aug 16, 2007 6:10:50 GMT -5
(Yeah, 'unno 'bout graphicness. Whoever responds can choose?) Bead Vix trotted in proudly, head high and neck arched; pillars gave long strides. Aha! She made it! Destination was reached, what part of destination? Unknown, she just knew that this was the herdlands; a new begining for everyone who came here. Tassel was flicked up in a show-offy fashion; though dove knew she was in heat, but didn't know where she was. Neck uncurled, legs streatching even further into a full blown gallop. No matter where she was, no stag could get her.
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