Marine: Salute The Mares

[Guest]

*Walks in with head held high, proud of stance. I flex my muscles, and run and buck, exercising my muscles* Anyone there? I say in a deep, proud, heavy voice. You can't help but think he is a soldier, but them you can sense his name is Marine.

[Admin]

(Better pic of her)
A mare trots up "Hello. Who may you be." I watch his huge muscles

[Guest]

*rears one more time and comes down and trots up* I am Marine, my dear lady *bows* And may I ask who you are?

[Guest]

*tilts ears to catch her name*

[Admin]

"Im Olive Grove." I say gently.

[Guest]

That's a very nice name. May I call you Olive? *You can't help but feel mesmerized at his deep voice*

[Admin]

I blush at his voice "Yes you may."

[Guest]

*Lies down under Weeping Willow tree and nods to spot next to me* Come join me, dear Olive.

[Admin]

I just stand there, I can't beleive he is real.

[Guest]

What is wrong? *gets up* Are you ok?

[Admin]

"Its nothing." I flick my tail.

[Guest]

My muscles are tight. If you will excuse me for a minute, I'd like to gallop around. Care to join me? *starts galloping around, moving with grace and ease*

[Admin]

I gallop past him, reminding him of an angel.

[Guest]

*Smiles and catches up, matching her stride and then slows down* Ahh, that felt good. Now, let's go under the Weeping Willow where you shall tell me about yourself.

[Admin]

I stop.

[Guest]

*Lays down under Weeping Willow* Come. Or is there nothing to tell?

[Admin]

I walk closer "Not much..." A tear goes down my face but its hard to see with my coat.

[Guest]

*gets up* What's wrong? *Rubs the salty tear of your face* You can tell me.

[Admin]

"Its just the past...thats all."

[Guest]

The past...They say that's something to not think about, but it is. The past is what counts. The past is the warm feeling, then you get chilled. You remember the past, you remember your life in a heartbeat. It works like that.

[Admin]

"the past hurts me."

[Guest]

The past hurts me too. But we sometimes have to go back, no questions asked. *looks away* But come over here. We don't have to think of it now. *Swings around and you see whip marks on the back of his legs*

[Admin]

I look away. I trot away slowly.

[Guest]

*looks back* Where are you going? What's wrong? Did I do something?

[Admin]

"Its not you...its me."
(Hey do u play runescape?)

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