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Date Posted: 12:46:42 11/26/03 Wed
Author: Firelight
Subject: [: Guilty? Never!
In reply to: Fire Cry 's message, "\|/Here I am, Daughter\|/" on 17:39:47 11/25/03 Tue

The fae stands as the brute begins to speak. Tawny towers are pressed flat against vixen's skull. I am nothing with love to you. She spoke darkly, proud crania held upward and graceful. Her well-toned body shifted to a looser position, to allow her to fight. As he aims to ram his own large body into her lean, smaller frame she does a crow up to the left. His fores reach for her side, she allows the pain two twin burns left scorched 'pon her hide.
His jaw aimed for her neck then, but she was smaller and quicker. Knees bent and his shot went over her slim skull. Maw was already tilted upward, her own canine's made for his life blood. She dropped completly rolled and sprung upward in few seconds. Towers were still glued to skull, a shrill whicker burst from her chest. Your not fighting fair father, what fun! She grinned evilly, pools of ebony delighted as they danced about.

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[> [> /*\A Bit o' Help/*\ -- A Star's Rage, 12:58:27 11/26/03 Wed [1]

A beastess of ebony slips out o' the shadows that concealed her being. Pinions at her side fluttered as the vix made call for her. A soft, low snort allowed the other fem. to know she was present. Glance cast towards the large brujo, a malicious grin swept over the features o' the sorceress. The little firegold mare wouldn't be able to win the fight alone. Not if the brute was to stay in this form, but how to change that?
Evil pools were lidded and she let her mind search that of the mare. She took images of the filly and her brother playing with each other, and pushed them towards the mind of the beast. More images, of the filly and her father, of the father seeking the children at Desert of Sins. They were pushed, hopefully, to the front of the beast's mind. So he would become a horse of normal, and then continue fighting the fair maiden.

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