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 Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 5:05 pm
"Perhaps..." He pondered for a moment before holding his head a bit higher, determined to continue with his sentence. "... Perhaps you should let me meet this mother of yours so that I may be the judge of whether or not the sun kissed your mane as you emerged from your basket."
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 5:09 pm
"Well if you'd really like to i'm sure she's around somewhere." It wasn't ever that hard to find her mother so long as she paid attention to where there was still clover growing. Her mother had a fondness for it.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 5:15 pm
"I would say that, at this point, it would only be fair, wouldn't you?" His brow lofted slightly as he looked to the mare. "After all, you have met my mother... And my sister along with my nephew and his charming lady." A teasing smirk curved his lips.
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Posted: Tue Jan 08, 2008 5:24 pm
"Then we'll go look for her." She smiled and gave one last look at the sun setting behind the peaks before she turned to head into the forest. She knew where her mother had been last time and she would guess that she hadn't gone far from there.
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