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      <title>Re: Cape Colen [summer] [by summerstorm]</title>
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      <description>Cape Colen:: Cape Colen [summer]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;width:600px; font-size:10px; background: #1c1c0a; color: #ffffff; letter-spacing:1px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;width:600px; height:400px; background-image:url(&#039;http://wimg.co.uk/jBH.png&#039;);&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned the corner, my body leaning as I galloped, hooves kicking up sand and skidding to a half, my nostrils flaring, coat slick with a thin layer of sweat. I glanced at the wounds and saw a sap sealing the wound, sealing the bleeding. My eyes scanned the foal, stopping on his face. I could see that he was in a great deal of pain. I nodded to her, seeing what she was trying to do. However, the wound on his hind leg worried me. If it was sealed, I feared that it would become more infected, and then it could be much more of a problem. This was bad... I knew I may have to do a fairly painful procedure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;A least the bleeding has stopped. I&#039;m worried about the infection in his hind leg though. &quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shook my head in frustration, I wish the outcome was better, and that I didn&#039;t have to do what I thought I had to. But if this foal was going to live, I believe it had to be done. I had put the plants on the ground, and beckoned to them for Robin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Try to get him to eat these leaves. It will build up his immune system, help him fight infection. But with that hind leg, that&#039;s not going to be enough. Somehow I am going to have to drain the infection from the wound. Do you have any idea of herbs that would make an area numb?&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked, my words coming in a jumble because I knew that time was limited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; style=&quot;font-size:25px; letter-spacing:-2px; font-family:Sans;&quot;&gt;&amp;&amp;enam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:-18px; color:#fff9ff; font-size:11px;&quot;&gt;This may not last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:-14px; color:#f1f0ff; font-size:9px;&quot;&gt;But this is now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 30 Jul 2010 01:07:20 +1700</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: The sea... Its so beautiful. [by GypsyGold]</title>
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      <description>The Palm Isles:: The sea... Its so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: #663300;&quot;&gt;Gypsy watched as the stallion regarded her with suspicion. It didn&#039;t bother her.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You suck on it.&quot; She said calmly, and, to show him, she opened her mouth, and showed him her peppermint. She laughed, it was a warm sound. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Have you ever eaten a mint plant?&quot; She asked. &quot;It is almost like that.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;She wasn&#039;t stretching her neck out with it, she didn&#039;t want him to feel threatened. &lt;br /&gt;She noticed him eyeing her bag curiously, and she said nothing.&lt;/span&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 15:12:33 +1700</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: Jesus, what next? [Hidden] [by HiddenFilly]</title>
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      <description>The Pad:: Jesus, what next? [Hidden]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&quot;Jeez Annie, you&#039;re gonna be the death of me...&quot;&lt;/i&gt; Shawnee&#039;s eyes sparked with an odd mixture of annoyance and humour, and I smirked at her. My dark brown eyes gleamed teasingly, deceptive expression dropping. &lt;strong&gt;&quot;The purpose, dear sister,&quot;&lt;/strong&gt; I replied in a sing-song voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Oh, I think you know what I mean,&quot;&lt;/i&gt; the pinto spoke again, answering my question. Then the Shawnee&#039;s nostrils flared, picking up a scent. I, in turn, sniffed the air, and half recognised the scent. It smelled like Shawnee, but... not. &lt;i&gt;&quot;Oh, this is going to be fun.&quot;&lt;/i&gt; Shawnee said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brown eyes gleamed with the prospect. This was going to be more fun than originally thought. &lt;i&gt;&quot;Hewo! My name&#039;s Rosalind!&quot;&lt;/i&gt; a small voice called out, and the sound of galloping filled the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. So that annoying mare had named her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small filly pushed her way out of the undergrowth, and she stopped dead. She knew us. Oh, did she ever know us. The grimace that was supposed to be a smile faded. The foal with a scarred mouth seemed almost to scared to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I siddled forward, lowering my head to her height. &lt;strong&gt;Hello, Rosalind,&lt;/strong&gt; I greeted. My face appeared sweet - too sweet - but my dark eyes gleamed with an expression that did not fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you remember us?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((I so want to put an evil laugh in there.))</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 10:54:09 +1700</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: told you so, [open] [by Pinkitch0]</title>
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      <description>The Pad:: told you so, [open]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;width:600px; background: #000000; color: #999999; font-size: 10px;&quot;&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;right&quot; style=&quot;font-size:20px; letter-spacing:-2px; font-family: Times, Garamond;&quot;&gt;SHAWNEE &lt;i&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:-18px; color:#746e5b; font-size:11px;&quot;&gt;So what if i&#039;m sarcastic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot; style=&quot;margin-top:-18px; color:#ffffff; font-size:9px;&quot;&gt;Atleast i&#039;m not bright and fantastic&lt;/div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawnee watched the mare as she lurked the pad. Her dark eyes watched her every move, her body language, even how she looked at others. She flicked her tail in annoyance. Almost naturally she had something against this mare. Then again, she hated practically everyone she came across. It was how she worked. Annie was the only horse she could fully trust. But then again, no horse could ever fully trust another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flicking her tail again, Shawnee moved softly and silently through the grass. She was like a snake slithering through the rocks, silent and sneaky. But she was deceiving as well. There were many secrets that others didn&#039;t know, except Annie. Her history was one of them. But that was something she would speak of to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;So, enjoying your stroll, bitch?&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, she was in a bad mood today. Her lip curled at the mare as she came up behind her, standing at full height. Her eyes were full of hatred and fire, and her pelt shone brown and white. Shawnee shook her head, and smirked at the mare, expecting surprise and amazement on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((Sorry about the bit of bad language))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;width:600px; height: 414px; background-image:url(&#039;http://wimg.co.uk/Cry.png&#039;); background-position:top center; margin-bottom:3px;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 08:18:17 +1700</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: Crazed Sanity;; open [by HiddenFilly]</title>
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      <description>Cape Colen:: Crazed Sanity;; open&lt;br /&gt;
((I HATE PSes.))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Well you’re not Starfire!”&lt;/i&gt; Huh. Can&#039;t the old witch smell? Any horse with a nose - or at least a working one - can tell one horse from another. Dear Amon. Maybe this mare was stupid as a dog. Laughter rang out from the lighter horse, booming around the small cave we were in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, though. She could corner horses more effectively than quite a few - dare I call them it? - Purists. Though I still considered them gaggling half-wits. The old nag spoke again, lips pursed in mocking thought. &lt;i&gt;&quot;Huh,&quot;&lt;/i&gt; the nag siddled forward, &lt;i&gt;&quot;What should we do now then?&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;I&#039;m Witch. What&#039;s your&#039;s?&quot;&lt;/i&gt; The lips brushed against my nose, and I my head instinctively flew downwards, then back up. I shook my mane, giving off an air of importance. Body half-blended with the shadows, I had a fleeting thought of how disasterous (sp?) it would be if I had a ... mood-swing, shall I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adrianna,&lt;/strong&gt; I purred. Dark eyes gleamed in the gloom, the deceptive smile appeared once more. &lt;strong&gt;Pleased to be of service.&lt;/strong&gt; The S came out as a sharp hiss, loud and unexpected. With no hint of noticing the sound, I stepped back, allowing myself to be embraced once again by the shadows.</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 08:09:32 +1700</pubDate>
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      <title>Funny Twilight Spoofs/Photos! [by HiddenFilly]</title>
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      <description>Out of Character:: Funny Twilight Spoofs/Photos!&lt;br /&gt;
Post &#039;em here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://failbook.com/2010/01/05/funny-facebook-that-was-a-succinct-summation/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://cheezfailbooking.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/funny-facebook-twilight-edwa.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; title=&quot;funny-facebook-twilight-edwa&quot; width=&quot;486&quot; height=&quot;566&quot; class=&quot;alignnone size-full wp-image-1430&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see more &lt;a href=&quot;http://failbook.com&quot;&gt;Failbook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I can&#039;t help it. Bella calling Edward that... xD</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 07:36:55 +1700</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: I&#039;m a bad kid. [by HiddenFilly]</title>
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      <description>Out of Character:: I&#039;m a bad kid.&lt;br /&gt;
MOOSE YOU BAD INFLUENCE. YOU SHOULD BE IN JAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 07:29:55 +1700</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: Secrets Revealed [cont. Forest of Secrets] [by silverstorm]</title>
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      <description>Sanmere Woodlands:: Secrets Revealed [cont. Forest of Secrets]&lt;br /&gt;
[[come on Ayat!!]]</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 07:17:34 +1700</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: Times goes slow when your having fun. [by silverstorm]</title>
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      <description>Cunei and Khado:: Times goes slow when your having fun.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt; don&#039;t know how in the world you would be able to find him, but it would really mean a lot to me, just to know that he is still alive.&lt;/i&gt; Titanium nodded solemnly, his hard eyes wavering on the mare. She hated to see him so upset, but she had brought it upon herself. He did feel sympathy, we wasn&#039;t all a horrible cold hearted creature, he was just... Titanium. He accepted when things happened, and thought he beat himself up over the pain he caused his daughter, over and over, it happened. He had no sympathy for himself, just hate. He gave Dee more than what he&#039;d give himself, but she deserved more aswell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;Do you know where I should start looking?&quot;&lt;/strong&gt; He asked her, hearing Summer&#039;s input, but not registering it. All that flowed through his mind right now was what he had to do, what plans he must make. He wondered how long he&#039;d stay away from the herd for, how long it&#039;d take to find the colt, or even get to where he was going. He figured a days traveling, a days searching, and if no luck, come back and check on the herd. But if he picked something up, well, he&#039;d stay away for longer. The longer he left any tracks, the harder it&#039;d be to follow anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot;I know you&#039;ll look after the herd while I&#039;m gone, and if you need anything, send Enam to find me. He could use this little test.&quot;&lt;/strong&gt; Nium said slowly, looking at Summer. He&#039;d like the colt to come, but staying behind would give him experience in being a leader. Summer would be checking boundaries and the such, Enam could learn about that.</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jul 2010 07:04:56 +1700</pubDate>
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      <title>Re: When the sun gives way [p l a y i n t h e m o o n l i g h t] [by Khaos]</title>
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      <description>Trista Fields:: When the sun gives way [p l a y i n t h e m o o n l i g h t]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;Atreya watched the stallion examine her, her eyes watched his every movement. Atreya lifted her head and faced him once more. &lt;i&gt;&quot;Hmmm...&quot;&lt;/i&gt; she said softley as she walked around him. Her soft muzzle draging along his neck along to his jaw muscles. &lt;i&gt;&quot;...And where do you suggest we go, Primus?&quot;&lt;/i&gt; Her voice was soft but heavy, his name rolled off her tounge with oily easy. She looked him in the face with an alluring smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atreya&#039;s ears flicked back at the noise, once more she walked around him, examining him and studying him almost. Atlast she trailed her muzzle from the top of his hind haunches, along his back, up his neck, under his head and down the other side. She stoped behind him waiting for his reply. Her eyes soft, alluring but yet forbaying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her muscles rippled slightly, she waited for him reply and she quickly studied the forest, she once more turned her attention to the gray stallion. She smiled almost seductivly, Atreya&#039;s eyes once more catching and holding the massive stallions gaze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[And no problem, you deserve it you play him very well as you are a very good role player]</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2010 21:23:15 +1700</pubDate>
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