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Date Posted: 06/14/07 12:38pm
Author: Zidane
Subject: Inside
In reply to: Durgan 's message, "inside" on 06/14/07 12:29pm

(He shook his head as Durgan continued to laugh about the pink whelplings.) Go ahead and laugh, I hope ye giggle yerself right into the grave. (He said with a snort, reclining on his side again and narrowing his eyes a little in reproach. Durgan could find something so amusing it would occupy his brain for days, and that - in turn - amused his brother greatly. He smiled, nonetheless, and lay his head down to watch Bree as they spoke about her. Perhaps it was sentimental of him to see a white lass.. but perhaps it was simply because he had never heard of or seen a white male before. That and.. well, she was so beautiful and elegant.. that he could picture a tiny wee whelp with blue eyes and white feathery scales. He sighed then, reminded once again just how much he wanted whelps of his own to love. He came to a sort of half-cocked revelation then, concerning Bree and his feelings for her.. perhaps it was the childish nature of her dragon's side that appealed so much to him. He saw some of himself in her behavior, and so much of the whelps that he loved her as a dragon. But it wasn't the same type of emotion as when he looked at Heather's clutch.. it was a stronger feeling, more encompassing.. it made him want to give her the world and protect her from it at the same time. He laughed lightly.) Aye, we flew for a right long time.. she's a natural. I am damn near ready to pass out myself. (He said, and gave a gaping yawn to prove it. He shook his head, readjusting his jaw, and sighed dreamily. He didn't like hearing about Bree crying, especially since it had been his fault.. but that was an emotion he wasn't all that familiar dealing with.. the female upset.) Aye, well, I think Gisella would have liked to do the same to me, and I would have let her. I would let Bree take a chunk out of my hide as well, I was an idiot today. (He said softly, admitting his wrong because he had been dishonorable in his behavior. Taking a woman with anger driving him, scorning another.. it wasn't something his father would have stood for.. and he knew it. His dad would have flayed him for it had he known. He started to laugh, and slapped his brother's arse with his tail.) Stop picturing that poor pink beastie.. its just plain cruel.

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inside -- Durgan, 06/14/07 12:58pm
- Inside -- Zidane, 06/14/07 1:09pm