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Subject: A speck soaring very high in the sky circles downwards agonizingly slowly. Author: Sirith [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 15:05:19 05/25/01 Fri Soon her hawkeyes spot her mate and friends and she lands. Her face looks worn and filled with frustration. She lopes swiftly to her mate, supplementing her broken words with mindspeech. [because of her hearing] ~*~I'm so sorry, Rashkae. I got lost so I flew up high to see if I could spot you.~*~ She chuckles dryly. ~*~Loud as you rowdy lot may be, that's no help to me.~*~ She sits down, then quickly stands up, casting around for her dear friend. ~*~"Mischa!"~*~, she calls out, both aloud and in a spreading mental broadcast. Then, to her mate, ~*~She's not gone already, has she? [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date He breathes a sigh of relief, and smiles, running his beak through her neck feathers. I'm glad you're home. Stepping back, his eyes grow more somber. Yes, Mischa left... what's going on? (NT) Rashkae 04:46:47 05/26/01 Sat ~*~I have to go with her!~*~ -- Sirith, 12:53:00 05/26/01 Sat Sending a silent prayer to the Gods for her welfare, he watches her go wordlessly. Turning to Courage, still asleep, he strokes her scaly head, curling around her not to sleep, but to meditate... and worry. -- Rashkae, 16:31:23 05/26/01 Sat Two tiny eyes, so similar to the sky colour of those that belong to her 'mother', gaze up without comprehension to the spot where Sirith disappeared. (NT) -- Courage, 17:57:04 05/26/01 Sat