He flicks an ear -- Lair of Ebon Shadows

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Subject: He flicks an ear

Author:
Jesar

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Date Posted: 20:19:32 10/18/02 Fri
In reply to: Isis 's message, "Arise and you shall see the dawning of the sun..." on 18:53:31 10/09/02 Wed

He flicks a coppery ear at the dragon, hearing something in his voice unheard before. Ignoring it, and not acknowledging the reply, he thinks. He did want to live here. But, what did he hope to accomplish? No one was here of his kind. But, no one was of his kind back home either. Back at Evil Valley. What was the point? No one was like him. Why did he want someone like himself? He thought to what Tarquin said. Not what he said, how he said it. He wanted acceptance, a love of sorts without being love. He wanted kin to call his own that accepted him. Love was too fickle. He shrugs a shoulder. "I digress. May I live here?"

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Tarquin
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Date Posted: 20:36:25 10/18/02 Fri

The fathomless blue eyes of the young dragon flicker with an uncertain emotion as he looked at the equine. The arrogance that the being possessed was beginning to irk him, but unfortunately he was not yet willing to try the taste of horse flesh and saw no other way to dispatch of him quickly and efficiently. "That is not for me to decide; you waste time asking. Ask Isis, if you will. I cannot say if you will be able to stay."