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Date Posted: 11:11:33 03/16/06 Thu
Author: Tunder
Subject: This mean the gang's all here?
In reply to: Majhiik Endiosa 's message, "Pilots, indeed." on 18:44:41 03/15/06 Wed

He had definitely seen things moving in the distance and disappearing. Letting his ears swivel forward and his tongue snake out to taste the air, he's sure of it. Running forward at a steady, ground eating gait, he becomes filled with a need to get inside the portal, as he feels quite a bit...well...exposed out here. As he reaches the strange gateway, he slows, cautious of leaping through. He approaches, feeling the fur of his mane prickle with the strangeness of it all. He couldn't see what lay beyond it. Would he be walking into a trap?

Making a decision, he steps through swiftly, head semi-lowered in the position customary for males in ritual battle. In this position, his fighting teeth are displayed to maximum effect and he braces himself for the need to swing his head to one side or another. When the only creature he sees or senses has its back to him, he relaxes slightly. He takes a moment to shake the worst of the dirt from his fur, dirt he had rolled in (as he always did before a hunt) to keep himself from being a large silver beacon.

Resolving to groom himself to satisfaction later, Tunder watches Majhiik, who had arrived moments before, curiously. He pads after him when the vygun begins to move, answering quietly when the voice calls out.

"Yes, I'm here."

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