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OOC: Um, I don't think I'll be getting on in a week! The Foaling Fields say that I have to post my stats in a week after birthing. I get on every 2 weeks, unless I can get evil bro to let me on.
IC: Morning Mist entered the shores at a swift canter, she was in heat, she could definitly feel the agitation at her vulva. She called for her love. Oh, how she loved Raven, and she was eager to achieve her first foal. She kept her pace as her tri-toned form sure-footedly "flew" along the shore line. She was more than exited and she couldn't help but to keep on. She only hoped that her love would join her at her side. Only then would she stop.
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