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Subject: Work

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Dawnsfire

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Date Posted: 09/10/04 7:28:06pm Fri
In reply to: Zenra 's message, "Of course" on 09/10/04 6:54:02pm Fri

Dawnsfire took a look at the girl and sighed softly. She wasn't going to be able to work with her on the bed. Shedding the robe and placing it on the seat below where Whitestar perched she gently lifted the girl up off the bed and placed her on the floor. Around Dawnsfire's waist was a slim belt that held various pouches in differing sizes. Swiftly unfastening one of them she began pouring the pale yellow powder it contained upon the ground, forming a circle around them and sealing them inside. Like many rituals where summonings occurred the circle was meant for protection of those within it's boundries. With that done she removed a small plate that was only about three inches in diameter from another and a opened the smallest of the pouches on her belt. As she sank down at Emi's head she set the plate down beside them and put a tiny pinch of the grey dust from the pouch on the plate.

Whitestar watched her work in silence, making no effort to leave his perch. With a softly murmured word the pinch of dust on the plate flared as though touched by flame, a thin tendril of aromatic smoke crawling upwards. Lifting the Emi's head into her lap Dawnsfire began to hum softly, eyes closed in concentration. The humming faded as her head slumped forward. What she hadn't told Zenra was that in order for her to try and bring the girl's spirit back she would have to leave her own body behind. Whitestar was her anchor. He would not leave until she returned to her body, with or without the girl in tow.

Grey eyes opened onto the spirit plane, soft grey feathers rustling lightly as the falcon stretched her wings. The falcon was Dawnsfire's chosen avatar, chosen when she'd first begun training as a shaman, and it had served her well. Launching from the grey mists that formed the spirit plane's ground she took off, using the physical feel of the girl in her body's lap to help locate Emi. Her beak opened as she cried out the girl's name as she searched. She knew that her time was limited in this form, though her tie to her body was strong it wasn't safe to remain in the mists for too long. She prayed she'd find the girl soon.......

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Subject	Author	Date
Where I float for weeks.	Emi	09/10/04 7:58:43pm Fri
Falcon's cry -- Dawnsfire, 09/10/04 8:22:43pm Fri Dragon -- Emi, 09/10/04 8:32:41pm Fri return -- Dawnsfire, 09/10/04 8:45:03pm Fri Wake -- Emi, 09/10/04 8:58:26pm Fri release -- Dawnsfire, 09/11/04 4:43:47am Sat