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Abosz007 wrote:

"Hey puppy..." a slight smile crossed her face, but vanished within second.
Somehow she had seen this coming. Really, though she was always making a show around their rivalry. Deep inside she always knew that he had a good... a big heart.
"Fn...ttt-U..on..?" He mumbled, but it wasn't understandable - at all - but the rising tone at the end indicated a question...

Suicie: eeerr..hi. *puts down the bucket*
don't look at me like that, i know you think i kinda mistaked the trailer but i didn't. I..would like to share this with you...i am sure i'd never ran that fast if i didnt knew you'll be right dashing forward next to me if i rest for only one second.
And this is not our last match, madame. Meet you someday in the dressage arena...

"It's okey, puppy. You really earned them." She wasn't mad at him anymore. She wasn't mad at anyone... She was tired. Nothing more and nothing less.
"You know, Casanova... I think there are some ladies and fans out there that would love to see you prance around in nice litte (and she stressed the word) piaffes. I'll come and watch if you don't mind, you need some audience that is not entirely blinded by your lovely golden puppy fur."

Then she turned her face back to the wall and hoped he would leave, before she lost the last bits of her contenance.

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Abosz007 wrote:

"Hey puppy..." a slight smile crossed her face, but vanished within second.
Somehow she had seen this coming. Really, though she was always making a show around their rivalry. Deep inside she always knew that he had a good... a big heart.
"Fn...ttt-U..on..?" He mumbled, but it wasn't understandable - at all - but the rising tone at the end indicated a question...

Suicie: eeerr..hi. *puts down the bucket*
don't look at me like that, i know you think i kinda mistaked the trailer but i didn't. I..would like to share this with you...i am sure i'd never ran that fast if i didnt knew you'll be right dashing forward next to me if i rest for only one second.
And this is not our last match, madame. Meet you someday in the dressage arena...

"It's okey, puppy. You really earned them." She wasn't mad at him anymore. She wasn't mad at anyone... She was tired. Nothing more and nothing less.
"You know, Casanova... I think there are some ladies and fans out there that would love to see you prance around in nice litte (and she stressed the word) piaffes. I'll come and watch if you don't mind, you need some audience that is not entirely blinded by your lovely golden puppy fur."

Then she turned her face back to the wall and hoped he would leave, before she lost the last bits of her contenance.