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- Moon Phoenix - 02-25-2008 [html] [/html] - Ahren de le Poer - 02-27-2008 [html]
indent For the past several weeks, Ahren de le Poer had lived in a daze. He worked mechanically, and rarely saw a living soul. He slept often, and dreamt terrible things. Today though, he was pulled into another life when the sound of hooves reached him. It was so startlingly familiar to see the horse that came running at him that Ahren’s demeanor barely changed. Shifting his feet and stepping slightly to the side, one hand shot out with a viper’s speed and grabbed a thick chunk of the horse’s mane. Ahren kept speed with the horse, one hand pressed against the flat skull until the startled animal settled to a sudden stop.
indent Ahren spoke lowly, using the quiet language he had used with Saffron. The horse’s eyes were rolling, and its breathing was heavy, but it did not seem to be likely to bolt again. Lifting his head, the red-eyed man looked around, waiting for the owner to appear. A voice called out, and Ahren’s ears turned forward. “Here,” he responded. - Moon Phoenix - 03-15-2008 [html] [/html] - Ahren de le Poer - 03-20-2008 [html]
indent The young man was not unlike many he had seen before. The fact he had a horse, now that was what made him unique. Ahren had seen only one horse here since his return, though that had been a pony. He took the extended hand firmly, gave it two solid shakes, and then released. “Ahren. I used to have one,” he offered, turning his eyes to the equally young horse. “My family in Europe are breeders,” he added, though this was a mostly useless fact. “How long have you had him?”
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