**whispers** -- The Skids

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Date Posted: 22:37:02 08/03/01 Fri
Author: Mystery Deathsong&Diabolism
Subject: **whispers**

**The tall Dagaan whispers some words to her were-panther friend. Diabolism nods. The New Gaurdian takes flight, leaving the skids.**

**The young were-panther gethrs many paints at her feet, and several different brushes. Carefully, she begins. She mixes several paints, to find the right colours, then starts to paint a fairly large face...but not human. Aftera few moments and carful brush strokes, it is recognizably an Olashi. She slowly paints the strange, secretive cat-like eyes, then the nose, and a slightly open mouth, causing the fangs to be seen. She begins to fill in and shade the felinish face. After a while, she finishes the Olashi's feline like face. She steps back and smiles at the large portrait of the Olashi. That's when you notice it...the face is that of Davome Kunt. She walks back to the painting, and scrolls beneath it** "In Honour Of The Fallen Olashi Pilot, Davome Kunt" **she nods decisivly, and steps away again, and smiles saddly. She seems to nod to the picture, then closes the paints, carefully cleaning thebrushes she had used, and walks away**

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