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Subject: *yelps, feeling the tiny, but knife-like teeth raking down her arm* OK now...This is why we beat on daddy. *smiles and catches the dracling before he hits the ground or creates any further pain. picks him up and places him inbetween her wings* How are you, little one? *cranes her neck to see his brilliant bronze and copper scales*


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Date Posted: 12:40:39 03/04/02 Mon
In reply to: ?.?.? 's message, "The larger of the group, jumps to his mother's arm. Slips. Help! Bites his mother to stay on her arm." on 12:34:55 03/04/02 Mon


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Looks up at his mother. Mom! I fine! You fine? Whats my name? Question fires at his momther. (NT)?.?.?12:47:32 03/04/02 Mon



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