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Dec 16, 2006 0:55:00 GMT -5
Post by RUSH on Dec 16, 2006 0:55:00 GMT -5
Were am I? Were has my mother gone? I am soo cold... What do these stallions want with me? Will they hurt me? Why do they taunt me? Why am I all alone... In this cruel world....
A small dark grey filly was in a small ball, trembling in fright and shivering at the bitter cold as a chilly breeze hit her damp pelt. A couple stallions that were clearly bachelers taunted her and kept nugding her, playing around with her and teasing her. They all said words too her she didn't understand and such. They nipped her from time too time and she would only tremble and duck into a small ball again and again not knowing what too do.
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