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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 5:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 5:11 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 5:15 pm
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Mocha smiled at the mare. She could tell this mare was much older than her, but was still young and beautiful. Just a bit more mature personality wise, anyway. "Hi, Johar! I'm Mocha," she said happily. "I haven't been around this area in so long, but I still know you're new! ...Or, at least, I think so," she quipped. She had had a stunted growth period so she still had a bit of her filly self inside her, which now appeared in full force as she examined Johar. "You're pure white! And so pretty!" she giggled. "I've never met someone as white as you! I mean... well, yeah." She had met few enough as it was, and all Soquili she knew were either pale colored (her immediate family) or dark colored (her other family).
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Posted: Wed Nov 15, 2006 5:21 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 5:51 am
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Posted: Wed Nov 22, 2006 12:41 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 7:13 pm
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"Oh! I get it!" she exclaimed, and then calmed down. She was more mature than that! A smile. "Yes, I'm seeing the world anew myself, now, in a more a mature kind of way, I guess. You can definitely say I grew up kind of funny, because there are a lot of things I know, but so many things I don't know!" she continued, nearly rambling. Johar, who was so pretty and so nice... and... fat...? Her eyes widened. "Johar, why is your--uh, excuse me for asking--but why is your stomach so, um, chubby...?" she tried to ask, subtlely. She had a kind of feeling she knew, but she needed to make sure.
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 7:19 pm
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