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Date Posted: 19:35:11 08/15/09 Sat
Author: Aclina
Subject: *The Silence Before A Storm*

A flash of silver streaked through the ominous skies. Wings silently slicing through darkening thunderheads. The thrill of flight never more intense then when dancing with lightening. A mirthful call sounding amongs the thunder only to be comsumed by the deafening challenge of the storm. voids flashing a firy blue as the excitment and energy builds within the sqaull. droplets now falling, Aclina races the winds up and through the clouds almost seeming to be lending a hand to the formation of the immense tempest.

laughter a silky purr within the vixens throat as she spins about now diving, wings lashed to her side, wind currents sliding along her elegant slender form. The exhilaration causing tingling in her blood as she surges forward towards the ground, straightening out in just enough time that only wing tips touched the ground below. Her course becoming parallel to that of mother earth, claws reaching out to strike at forming puddles. Attention turning now from the skies to the frothy puddles and meandering riverlets below. Acceleration slowing and a landing made with all the grace and elegence of her youth. Blackened banner flowing about dappled hind-quarters, the wind teasing and taunting the youngster. pools of shimmering azel turning now to the expanses about her, Aclina shakes droplets from her agile frame. wings stretching then setting at her sides, she bounds towards a nearby puddle. crania lowering with a gapped mouth grin as she stomps in the mud. Murky water slouching about her limbs leaving dirty trails upon silver pelt. rain streaming down her back and through ruffled feathers. the joys of youth lingering in the moment her pappa once said.

thoroughly soaked Aclina glances about for a tree to rest beneath. breath fogging the air around her, Aclina races for shelter. shaking head to tail she smiles her aproval watching for a moment the sky before turning her attention to appearances. my what a mess she had made of herself... it would be time to tidy up soon.. could not have others seeing her not at her best now could she. always the black sheep in sorts amongs her regal family. abit of an outcast on both sides though tolerated, though it was to none of her own fault.

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