.-. Ah, <i>Jesar</i> .-. -- Lair of Ebon Shadows

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Subject: .-. Ah, Jesar .-.

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Tarquin

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Date Posted: 20:10:11 11/15/02 Fri
In reply to: Jesar 's message, "Tarquin? [Brushy here]" on 19:42:23 11/15/02 Fri

Catching sight of the coppery stallion first, he was quick to leave his unwanted companions to greet this more desirable one. His acute dragon senses must have been dormant, though, for he saw Brush Fire only when he came to be a quarter of the mile away from the pair. The bronze dragon hesitated briefly, his gaze swinging from Jesar to Brush Fire and to Jesar again as he considered the situation. At last, though, he seemed to shrug it off.

"Hello, Jesar." Reaching the equines, the dragon could smell the female's fear and that... distressed him. Carefully he sheathed his claws and attempted to cover as much of his fangs as he could. Thankfully he had not the horns and spikes and barbs that others possessed.

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Jesar
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Date Posted: 20:13:59 11/15/02 Fri

He almost doesn't hear Tarquin's greeting, as Brushy has distracted him. It was unusual for her to be so openly afraid, but she seemed to be open about everything else. He slung a wing over her body and nudged her neck tenderly and comfortingly before answering the dragon. "Hello Tarquin, this is Brush Fire, my girlfriend," He said proudly, standing by her protectively.