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Desdemona stroked her face in somewhat of a rough manner, yet not in a way to hurt the horse.

Shetan let out a whinny. He wouldn't let a man treat one of his mares harshly. "She hurtin you.?"

A man? Ur....Desdemona is a lady.
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She nuzzled her head against her hand.

Desdemona stroked her face in somewhat of a rough manner, yet not in a way to hurt the horse.

Apache smiled, as if it was like a massage.
 
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Desdemona stroked her face in somewhat of a rough manner, yet not in a way to hurt the horse.

Shetan let out a whinny. He wouldn't let a man treat one of his mares harshly. "She hurtin you.?"

"Nope!" she whinnied in response, turning her head towards him momentarily.
 
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Shetan let out a whinny. He wouldn't let a man treat one of his mares harshly. "She hurtin you.?"

A man? Ur....Desdemona is a lady.
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Shetan let out a whinny. He wouldn't let a man treat one of his mares harshly. "She hurtin you.?"

"Nope!" she whinnied in response, turning her head towards him momentarily.

"Let me know if she does." he replyed tossing his elegant multi colored head.
 
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Desdemona stroked her face in somewhat of a rough manner, yet not in a way to hurt the horse.

Apache smiled, as if it was like a massage.

Desdemona mumbled something about Apache under her breath, something about her marvelous coat. (Sorry, I feel very un-original tonight.
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) Then, she patted Apache's cheek in a gentle manner before turning and walking over to Shetan.


BRB
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Apache smiled, as if it was like a massage.

Desdemona mumbled something about Apache under her breath, something about her marvelous coat. (Sorry, I feel very un-original tonight.
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) Then, she patted Apache's cheek in a gentle manner before turning and walking over to Shetan.


BRB
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'Kay.

She whinnied a goodbye to Desdemona, before looking to Shetan. "It's okay, she won't."
 
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Apache smiled, as if it was like a massage.

Desdemona mumbled something about Apache under her breath, something about her marvelous coat. (Sorry, I feel very un-original tonight.
lol.png
) Then, she patted Apache's cheek in a gentle manner before turning and walking over to Shetan.


BRB
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K'

Shetan watched her with his dark eyes.
 
Bridget stroked Wind's neck. "It's time, love," her father said in his gruff voice.
 

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