(it happens. i come online sometimes and 200+ posts await me)(why did ya'll have to keep rping without me? )
Cyril soon returned atop a sweaty Dakota. A good run always brought the mare's senses back to her, even when she was in one of her spaced-out 'mare' moods.Outcast snorted but calmed down. Stuck his muzzle toward Mary looking for something tastey.