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Subject: Wheeling around, he sees his plan failed, and nearly drops the gryphlet in his arms as he watches the beasts attack his mate. Swooping to the ground, he gently places Hope's Son near the forest. Run and hide, Hope! Take Korach with you! Leaping back into the skies, he pursues the Drakes at top speed, adrenaline and passion pumping through his veins.


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Date Posted: 10:27:26 06/02/01 Sat
In reply to: Disaster-Drakes 's message, "They fly up, not one of them following Rashkae to their doom. They hungerily look at the little one, and then at the others. With a screech, they dive at Sirith, tearing at her wings and neck." on 09:42:04 06/02/01 Sat

Finally catching up, he doesn't have time to assess the damage done before plowing into the sides of the Drakes closest to his mate, hoping for a domino effect. He slams at least one of them aside, tearing ferociously with his golden talons, aiming for eyes and wing veins. Rashkae keeps in constant motion, trying to keep his vulnerable wings into his sides as often as possible.

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.:.With a shriek of rage she flies after her King.:.Mithros12:00:26 06/02/01 Sat
~POG attacks at the drake near Sirith~His sharp golden beak rips into the skin~He clutches into the nekc with his claws and his talons~Then hepulls his wings to his sides and grabs the neck with his sharp golden beak~Then he tucks his golden body against the drake~ (NT)Plauge Of Gold12:15:15 06/02/01 Sat



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