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Post by .:Lindsay793:. on Aug 26, 2009 7:50:43 GMT -5
Delilah's black and white graceful body trotted into the lands. She was in estrus and wanted to give Gladiator a colt. She whinnied for him, her scent was strong and she wanted to give him his ONLY heir.
Though she doubted he would make Rasta or Diana's foals heirs she still wanted to carry his. She would fight off any stallion that came in now, she hoped Gladiator would come soon.
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Post by .:Golden:. on Aug 26, 2009 23:13:14 GMT -5
Gladiator trotted forwards. "Delilah. You do not need to give me a foal, if you do not wish of it..." He spoke.
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Post by .:Lindsay793:. on Aug 27, 2009 7:02:56 GMT -5
Delilah shook her hed in response, no and closed the distance between them. She nuzzled him. "I want on Gladiator." She turned her rump beside his face and braced herself, ready.
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