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Post by [NPC] Karen Smith on Apr 9, 2007 18:17:58 GMT -5
Karen huddled in the shelter, carefully pulling provisions off her pack horse. She gave him and his half brother, her saddle horse, some food and sat admiring their ruddy coats and flaxen manes. Soon she rose and gave them quick brushings, then began heating oats over a camp stove. Some for her and some for the horses!
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