*an intoxicating crimson flows into the territory, the same hue, and status now flowing through her darkened veins* -- §The East§

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Subject: *an intoxicating crimson flows into the territory, the same hue, and status now flowing through her darkened veins*

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Catastrafy
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Date Posted: 21:34:15 07/01/02 Mon

*a sharp bellow exits her stomach and bursts through chilly lips, saucy in texturing and colour. A toothy grin, steep in passion and proud as ocules shoot from mate of commendable prowess, to first-battle daughter. Florid wings disappear into her, as femme makes her way down to the spectals. Orbs sear at the dragon dubbed "Seramo", specious as he was to her, as he battled her valiant Azriel, so far from dowdy in was inexplicable. Then, eyes, turning a deep golden as they perceptively acquire the vision of Soul Reaver, how proud she was to see her only daughter in battle. Taking to her haunches, she continues to look about, her watching everything but discursive. Pernicious tail, laden beside her, taps it's pointed member to a concealed beat, as she watches ever so silently, awaiting her time to join the fun.*

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*Smirk* RAGE 23:51:14 07/01/02 Mon

*returns the words* -- Catastrafy, 12:07:21 07/02/02 Tue

From his place in battle, the dragon's eyes were drawn to the scarlet figure. -- Azriel, 16:25:11 07/02/02 Tue

*a devious smirk appears, a golden flash causing her gaze to glow* (NT) -- Catastrafy, 19:04:02 07/02/02 Tue

*a sudden glance flows to her mother, as she tries to dodge the attacks* (NT) -- Soul Reaver, 20:16:48 07/03/02 Wed

(oy!) *Seramo shoves Azriel towards the ground* Go see your mate. *Attica bows* Nice fighting,see you later.(sorry,Azriel and seramo can continue fighting after this if you want,Azriel) (NT) -- Seramo and Attica, 18:01:32 07/06/02 Sat

*in a mix of confusion and annoyance, she stalks up to the crimson, settling closely beside her* -- Soul Reaver, 09:45:59 07/08/02 Mon

His tail caressed the young one's back proudly before the dragon faced his mate. -- Azriel, 10:58:25 07/08/02 Mon

*gives a seductive smirk* -- Catastrafy, 21:00:20 07/08/02 Mon

Reeling from his love's kiss, he struggled to catch his breath. -- Azriel, 04:49:37 07/09/02 Tue

*she watches them in her usual disgust and youthful boredom* -- Soul Reaver, 18:42:08 07/09/02 Tue

*the dame watches her daughter go, golden gaze holding the chuckle her tongue stifled* -- Catastrafy, 07:19:33 07/11/02 Thu

"Is that an invitation?" he purred, melting under her skillful paws. -- Azriel, 10:27:16 07/11/02 Thu

*her grinned widened, and her shoulders rolled upwards then down* -- Catastrafy, 15:38:27 07/11/02 Thu

Breathless, he nodded quickly. -- Azriel, 03:23:34 07/13/02 Sat

*blushing, she watched him go before releasing her own flights and following slowly after* (NT) -- Catastrafy, 10:50:57 07/13/02 Sat