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Post by sammy on Dec 31, 2009 15:26:14 GMT -4
Mia gritted her teeth and her eyes flew open, to reveal a bright flashing violet, which actually looked quite scary. "If you wanted to make me mad, then you've succeeded. I really like you, and you're trying to make me regret it." She said angrily, and turned back to her painting, willing herself to calm down.
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Post by River on Dec 31, 2009 15:34:14 GMT -4
Zack raised an eyebrow, then silently left.
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Post by sammy on Dec 31, 2009 15:37:57 GMT -4
Fuming, dark brush strokes intruded on the bright on her canvas, dark birds of the night flitting through the bright sunlight. Suddenly, Mia stopped. If she went on like this, she would ruin her painting. So, still angry, she took her canvas and layed it out on the ledge to dry. Then, she ran out, past Zack, as fast she could to the stables. Bird was there, ears perked up, as if he were waiting for her. Leading him to the mounting block, she jumped onto his back and urged him into a dangerous gallop down the trail, silent the whole time.
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