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Posted on December 29, 2011 at 01:20:14 AM by Zena
 Zena’s own touch façade was slowly dimming inside despite it still holding strongly on the outside. Her blue eyes never strayed from the stallion as he spoke though her mind whirled. Why was she the only mare left of his? Did he not wish to keep them or had they left him? The look in which had taken over him was tugging at Zena’s guarded yet soft heart. The young girl couldn’t stand such a heart breaking look. Sighing, the painted mare moved so that she stood beside him on his right. Zena turned her head so that she could brush her soft black muzzle across his shoulder. It was a comforting gesture that was rarely given from her, especially to someone she hardly even knew. “It is better than being completely alone as I have for so long now” Zena said as another way of comforting him. So far she had not offered any kind of friendliness to the stallion, though she hadn’t been entirely rude either. Seeing him like that had seemed to turned the black and white girl to a different attitude. Zena then thought better of how to behave and switched once more. If one didn’t know her better they might call her bipolar. The comforting disposition disappeared though the soft heir was still there. “Why don’t you give me a tour of this place? I haven’t been here long enough to really see what all is here”  Mare—Paint – 3 years – 15hhs—black Tobiano with blue eyes -- html made for frost by joey
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- just like any other time - By anubis December 29, 2011 at 11:53:17 PM
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