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Post by erosaf on Sept 1, 2010 10:23:34 GMT 8
Freier Geist The young white and brown hellion/unicorn/prgusas mare floated through the sky towards where she could see Fantasma standing in one of the meadows, with another mare. She snorted. wondering if the mare was a queen. It mattered not if the mare was already.
She flew down landing quietly. "Fantasma," she said, folding her brown wings.
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Post by .:Phantom:. on Sept 1, 2010 23:41:59 GMT 8
OOC: Wrong land. Remember, he's claimed Forest of Mysteries now since I've canceled the challenge.
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Post by erosaf on Sept 2, 2010 6:14:17 GMT 8
OOC: oops
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