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Subject: Venom Kills


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Cobra
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Date Posted: 11:07:35 07/05/05 Tue
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Bay hued banshee caught the vocals of a former enemy. harks switched as the wench spoke. ebonite knives dug into the earths crust and spun her carcass around to face Sangre. dreambox lowered over her vein just in case. paper thins flared to extend her scense of smell. The odor of Sangre filled her nostrils and she snorted exhaling her scent. miost pools cast out to the femmora before her. muscles tightened slighlty as she remebered thier magnificent battle. Who had won? Had they tied? Yes yes i think they did. her blackened vocal rung out to her in a sharp voice
:: Lo Sangre, how does ye Fair after our battle? ::
Cobra wounds had healed up quite well, leaving more scars over the tattered skin she called a hide. The dimming night soothed her body after a long day of blood and battle. though she enjoied it fluently butmore than enough battling could drive an ess insane, so she backed off a bit to capture her rest. stringy whipcords flciked bloodsuckers as they landed to sleep upon her hind saddle. front ebonite mane fielded her vision for amoment but this didnt faze her the least. She looked on at Sangre, lobes pitched forth atop her crest.



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