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Post by Rose KindHeart on Jun 17, 2007 18:08:13 GMT -5
Down below in the courtyard a man was walking a large black mare towards where the mages were at. The man had been walking in the forrest earlier that morning when he had come across Rose as she slept. Then before she could make a move he had a rope around her throat and her muzzle. After a couple of hours of fighting she had grown tired just as she walked towards the corrider.
She lifted her head up from where she had been almost been dragging it just as the young Apprentices ran near her. When she noticed they were coming up to her too quickly she whinnied loudly before she began to prance around.
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Post by Raistlin Majere on Jun 26, 2007 13:56:27 GMT -5
Atticus nodded respectively and sat down across from his master in front of the door. He folded his legs and gazed down at the floor for a few moments. Then, once his mind had been cleared and he was completely relaxed, he sighed and begun to hum the same tune as his master. Hopefully he was doing everything correctly. He thought of nothing, spoke not a word, and concentrated on nothing. If he were to even think of something it would break the meditation. Atticus had never been very skilled in clearing his mind completely, and found himself slowly drifting into a train of thought. He began to conjure images in his mind, and broke the meditation. When he finally realized what he had been doing he shook the thoughts from his mind and continued to hum the melody until he once more entered the state of meditation.
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Post by Rose KindHeart on Jul 10, 2007 16:48:11 GMT -5
After alittle bit of shoving and shouting Rose was shoved into a stall next to afew of the mares that was used for daily chores. She was given abit of hay and water, and then everyone left her in a stall just barely big enough for her to move about in. It wasn't because the stall was too small it was just that she was bigger then most horses, and then the fact that with her horn it kept getting lodged into the wood or inbetween cracks in the wood. She sighed softly before remembering what had happened the night before. The night she had met an Aprentice while walking around the forrest. She snorted lightly as a small glint came into her eye at the thought of the young Atticus telling of where she stayed at.
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