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Post by Thowra on Apr 30, 2006 1:42:09 GMT -5
"The normal, the man wont leave me be, always trying to catch me, though he shall never succeed" he says boldly, peering quickly behind, as his ears rotated, listening for the smallest sound of danger.
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Post by Boon Boon on Apr 30, 2006 1:44:14 GMT -5
Well that is not surpriseing she said her tones soft and gentle. Her silvery bodice blended in with the mist making it easy for her to hide. How has Golden been? She asked as she had not seen her latly.
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Post by Thowra on Apr 30, 2006 1:46:28 GMT -5
"I beleive she is well, I havent talk to her for many suns" he says the pale cremeycoat that covered his muscles twitched, he arched his neck and head his head and body high.
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Post by Boon Boon on Apr 30, 2006 1:49:25 GMT -5
She fliked her silver stained whipcord and stamped her dagger lightly. Well then we will have to see her one day soon she said softly turing her dial to see if someone was lurking as she felt anther pressence.
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Post by Thowra on Apr 30, 2006 1:51:11 GMT -5
"Yes we must, you seem on edge, what is wrong??" he asks, tilting his head to one side before blowing loudly, he looked to where her eyes where fixed and could sence she was on edge.
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Post by Boon Boon on Apr 30, 2006 1:52:54 GMT -5
Oh nothing is wrong. She said looking back at him. So what shall we do or talk about? she asked softly a small smile crossing her maw.
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Post by Thowra on Apr 30, 2006 1:55:57 GMT -5
"I believe it will be safer if we continue our talk upon the Rams head" he says, turning to leave "If that is ok with you" he adds turning his head to her.
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Post by Boon Boon on Apr 30, 2006 1:57:28 GMT -5
She nodded her elegant silver dial and began to 3 beat away her daggers soundless on the terra floor. She looked back only onece to see if Throwa was following.
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Post by Thowra on Apr 30, 2006 1:58:37 GMT -5
he bolted past her, jumping with every stride, he arches his neck and holds his head proudly, heading up to his favourite place.
(You start the post)
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