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Subject: -Tired-

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B&C

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Date Posted: 11:16:54 10/26/02 Sat

[Slowly the sable dragoness makes her entry, moving with a gracefulness that combined stealth and beauty. A predator's march. Chisled dial is lifted with elegance as the sable surveyed her home and took note of all that had and was happening. Crimson oric's flare as she sets her gaze 'pon Isis. Her Queen had returned. Good, good... Nothing else seemed to call out to her and she frowned at this. What had happened in her wake? What of the Lights, her Queen Light sister and Rage? What of her family and Oberon? Of Raistlin? One thing at a time dear B&C, you are overworking your complex mind. The shadowy dragoness moved forth once more. There were many things to do]

((Ok I'm trying to become active again but I can't promise y'all anything.. School is tryin to kill me..))

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[> Subject: Greetings
Author: Champagne & Roses [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 16:42:48 10/26/02 Sat Gliding with scarcely a sound, she dips her wings and slides gracefully from the sky to the ground; intercepting the sable beauty before she can go further. Silver-ringed orbs gaze in silent contemplation for a moment, and then the young dragoness moves aside off her mother's path. Hello, mama. It is a pleasure to see you again.

[> [> Subject: -A Pleasure-
Author: B&C [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:53:08 10/27/02 Sun [Her slender neck craned as she turned to study her daughter, a small smile of pleasure playing 'pon the raven's lips] Darling, you look wonderful. It's good to see you again. [She gently nuzzles Rose, not at all hesitant to let her daughter know that she missed her]

[> Subject: Love

Author:
Champagne & Roses
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Date Posted: 19:39:12 10/27/02 Sun

A relieved blush stains her silvery cheeks as a subtle purr of love rumbles contently throughout her slender frame. Closing her eyes for a brief second, she returns the caress.

*I missed you so.* She blinks tears of happiness from her eyes, hiding them quickly with a turn of her head. *I didn't know what to do without you... I suppose I'm not a very good adult, in that respect.* The young female laughs softly at her own foolishness; again looking to her beloved mother with love.

[> Subject: Re: -Tired-
Author: Wytch Hazel [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 19:13:09 10/30/02 Wed The femmora watches from a perched position in the rafters of the dank, amber eyes blinking in the shadows. She watched, emotionless, but said nothing....in a slight distain. W Y T C H . H A Z E L .the brazen.

[> [> Subject: -Smile-
Author: B&C [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 14:52:43 11/01/02 Fri [She hugged her tightly as she spoke softly] You are a fine young adult. I missed you very much Rose. I missed all of you. [She knew Hazel was watching, could feel her dispair. And she silently beckoned for her to join her and her sister]

[> Subject: Sister
Author: Champagne & Roses [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 15:41:32 11/03/02 Sun She smiles softly as pulling herself gently from her mother's grasp, the elder sister gestures physically for the brooding femmora to join them. Wytch, she speaks quietly, her voice carrying easily to the watcher's ears. (Or... would-be ears if she were human. ;]) Please join us.