Sacrolem leaps back, but she is too late. The blade hits her side, drawing blood. She slices at the spear haft with her saber before backing away. She clamps her paw to her side for five seconds to stop the blood flow as she watches Colby warily. Sacrolem crouches low, legs splayed wide as she balances on the fronts of her footpads. She grasps her saber with both paws and holds it ready before her, waiting for Colby's next attack. -- The Battle Board

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Subject: Sacrolem leaps back, but she is too late. The blade hits her side, drawing blood. She slices at the spear haft with her saber before backing away. She clamps her paw to her side for five seconds to stop the blood flow as she watches Colby warily. Sacrolem crouches low, legs splayed wide as she balances on the fronts of her footpads. She grasps her saber with both paws and holds it ready before her, waiting for Colby's next attack.

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Date Posted: 13:36:45 06/11/04 Fri
In reply to: Colby 's message, "*a male wildcat walks into the room. He has light brown fur, and blue/green eyes (they change color now and then). He is wearing a short sleeved tunic, and his forearms and ankles are wrapped in fabric. The tunic is hooded, and he is also wearing shorts... though they go past his knees. He is slim for his species, but well muscled. He is holding a naginate (a sort of spear with a curved blade), but he could have other weapons hidden on him...* anyone want to have a friendly little sparring match?" on 07:27:39 06/08/04 Tue

In real life, I am gifted with a writing talent. Sometimes when I read books and they don't turn out quite as I wanted, I will continue the book in my head, using the same form of writing as the author. also, I started reading at 4, you know, little tiny books like peter rabbit, adn was really reading a 6, and now at 11 I read most adult books. that is probably how I developed my writing skills, and I had a talent for it.

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*He dashes to the right agains and rolls away, then he jumps up with all of the agility of a grown wildcat* Do you really want to continue? That seems like a deep wound... i can bandage it if you need.*he stands at ready, to either help-- or deflect the next attack* Colby, the outcast 11:12:13 06/13/04 Sun

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