sol
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Post by sol on Nov 9, 2007 2:40:32 GMT -5
As the arrow was released it sang high as it sped through the air hitting its target,which was an old tree. Dark black eyes skimmed the arrows landing smileing with satafaction.Hoofs turned sharpley for the ride to repeat her actions.The arrow hit its target another smile of satisfaction from the rider. Black hooves skimmed lightly to a stand the steed recived a pat on the nect for coperation.Rain rubbed the sweat from her forhead sighing she took her water skin from the saddle bags at the side of her steed which she took a grateful mouthful of the sweet cold liqued sighing hapily.
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