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Post by In.human on Dec 23, 2006 11:29:37 GMT -5
The silluett of a flying form shadowed the stream as the ess flew to it. Feathered hawk wings streched out, they took the vix in large spirals to the earth. Landing softly, only acceaved by great practice, the fea's lanterns looked around. The slivers cut into her dun pelt had mostly scabed over, but some were broken in the course of flight. She had excaped her new leader for a moment to receive a power, one that would protect her from him. Her strong stilts carryed her to the edge of the bank, where she waited.
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Post by »J.ak« on Dec 23, 2006 20:08:42 GMT -5
JakLarge, azul stag stepped forth from the depths of the shadows. Emerald gaze 'pon the vixen.
[Thine has come for an element?]
Lyri asked, kissers parting. Flints moved forward, stepping so that his nightwash daggers thouched the shore.
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Post by In.human on Dec 23, 2006 20:16:23 GMT -5
Brainpan turned toward the brute, curiosity flashing in her gentle mohogany lanterns. Yes, stags could beat her and harm her all day long, but none could brake her gentle spirit. The brujo before her was royal, the vix could tell. Yes,m'lord. I have come for a power. Her lyrics were gintle, nice and flowing. Her wings rested in a relaxed position, their feathers not even ruffled from her experiance earlier that day.
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