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Post by Thowra on Jul 29, 2010 9:58:05 GMT 10
Aroona I smiled as i moved through the creekbeds, my yearling daughter moving with me happily. We stopped shortly though, knowing this was the best place to stay the night. I was the daughter of the Sun, though no one really knew that.
I was a golden plomino marked pinto mare, and my daughter was a chestnut and white pinto. We were not the happy pair we had not the happy end to a life with my previous stag.
I started to graze, while my daughter drank from the river.
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