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Date Posted: 11:14:58 07/31/06 Mon
Author: Maka
Subject: &&Platinum_Darkness

Stilts bunched instinctively as the fea entered the hunting grounds. She was not looking for food, at least not this time. Her business here was of a completely different matter and would only be known to the trees around her. There branches leaned in listening quietly for the plotters to begin there tail. A smile crossed the fea's face our secrets only lie with rocks and stone now. Haunches lowered themselves to the soft earth. The wind played diving into her pelt touching her soft skin just briefly before moving out again. It teased her just as his brief touch had done. A chill ran down the length of the fea's spine, he made her feel vulnerable and the worst part was she loved it.

Golden optics moved to the small clearing to her left the wind played in the long grass just as it was doing with her pelt. Small disturbances could be seen as rabbits moved through the tall blades with lightening speed running from something that had not made its presence known. However other then the small skittering rabbits there was surprisingly nothing else moving through the brush. Audits had been perked instinctively but the only sound coming to her was the wind. Where had all the animals gone?

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Replies:

Tiny Dancer -- Prevaricate, 10:49:32 08/02/06 Wed
- Forget_Me_Not -- Maka, 14:43:29 08/02/06 Wed
  - *You can see the custom doesn't quite hide the wolfish eyes* -- Prevaricate, 10:11:12 08/03/06 Thu