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Chijiresusu, Demon, Diablo and Nikira
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Date Posted: 12:28:13 09/17/02 Tue
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Drekka
's message, "Re: [.Submission.]" on 16:28:38 09/16/02 Mon
Diablo rises quickly, shaking his ivory pelt to rid himself of the debris that had latched on during his submission. He looked to Chijiresusu, watching her every move intently. Her next words were the most important of all. Although desiring to stand tall, he is slightly lower than the Drappa in front of him.
Relieved, Nikira rolls to her feet, tail tucked neatly between her legs. Her occuli drift to Diablo. How could he be so strong? The mere thought of Drekka scared the wits out of her. Ears flat, she lowers herself, until she was well below the Drappa's stature.
Haughtily, he rises, Ebon peltry shimmering as he watches the Drappa with interest-he had always had a drive to be an alpha, to make others submit to his every command. Power-hungry, he was. Dark orbs, nearly crimson, cast a glance of disgust over Nikira. A wimp, she was. Gaze shifts back to the drappa, though his ears swivel to hear CHijiresusu's words.
Chijiresusu rises, as haughty as one could be in such circumstances, her silvery pelt shimmering in the dim light. She raises her dial slightly, and silky muzzle parts slightly as she speaks.
"Drekka, I am Chijiresusu. We come from the loner lands, and seek refuge here, under your guidance."
In fact, she had come here to gain great power, though she wasn't as power-hungry as her brother Diablo. She watches the femme out of the corner of her blue occuli, unafraid.
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