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Date Posted: 09/11/07 2:36pm
Author: Dane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Bree 's message, "inside" on 09/11/07 1:54pm

(He sighed at her words, tipping his head slightly to place a kiss to her temple.) The eggs are soft when they are ready to be brought into the world.. that will aid in the process. Well, it helped Heather at least. (He turned the page and smiled at the image of a young whelp reaching its slender neck so that it could take a bit of meat offered to it by its mother. Both were splended whites, the Mam beautiful with her crown of feathers so much like Brees, and the bairn with it's ungainly body and bald head. He made a thoughtful sound and ran his finger down the female's image, across the feathers that adorned her elegant head.) Yer mam was white, I can tell ye that right now lassie.. Ye've got that fire about ye.. makes me think yer Mam was a tenacious creature herself. (He tucked his arm around her more securely, letting the book rest in the crook of his legs like an easel. It was comfortable to read this way, feeling the heat of his mate's body against his skin and her heart beating under his hand on her side. He looked down at her slender hand as she rested it against his belly, and smiled gently at the reminder of just how small she was and just how powerful she would be. Her words broke the spell and he let out a small snort, his eyes shifting to watch the little plume of smoke that rose from his nostrils towards the cieling. It was odd, that he'd never learned to control the smoke that always came out when he snorted.) Ye ken something, Sabrina.. when a bairn is born ye dinna have a bluidy clue as to what their potential is.. ye just hope for the best. Why does it have to be any different with ye? Yer as a bairn with yer new powers.. we just have to do as we do with a bairn and give ye new tasks to accomplish.. to figure out what powers ye have and then set about controlling them. Tis nay different than if ye had to learn to live without an arm, aye? Besides.. (He trailed off as he turned the page again.) ..I dinna want a blue dragon, lass.. I want my wee powerful white.

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inside -- Bree, 09/11/07 2:45pm
- Inside -- Dane, 09/11/07 3:02pm
  - inside -- Bree, 09/11/07 3:33pm
    - Inside -- Dane, 09/11/07 3:46pm