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Date Posted: 22:15:26 03/12/04 Fri
Author: Eciwis, Ejiro, Kyval, Bameduth, Cesaz
Subject: Trained in Speed

From the shadows of the branches, fourty-one Korats held their positions in silence, their loyal gazes directed towards a lithe female leaning easily outwards upon a thin branch. Her amber gaze flicked back and forth across the dense forest, tail arching upwards behind her in a lean but deadly arche. She inhaled the air of woods, taking in the scents of Korat's come and gone, recognizing that most scents of this place were old and faded. There hadn't been life here in days. However, one strong notion pervaded the female's senses, that of the pack boundary line, accentuated by four very strong males who kept it. She snorted lightly, and inhaled again, taking in the masses of beasts who called this place home. Far too many to begin with, and the majority were youth, who still had yet to grow and start families of their own. This size of pack would be difficult to maintain, and the amount of prey-beasts taken down in a year with so many hungry young mouths to feed? Unthinkable, in the face of Lavana's herbivore crisis.
Eciwis' eyes narrowed, and she nodded once. Her mate Ejiro, and his cousin Kyval stepped up behind her, agile tawny paws having no difficulty maintaining balance on the thin plant-life that supported them.
The grey-toned tan male followed his mate's gaze off into the distance. "This is the place?"
The femme dipped her muzzle once in affirmation, her amber gaze hardening as she continued to watch the horizon. Kyval nodded in turn, and turned back to the rest of the pack, his powerful baritone echoing through the trees to burrow into the heart of each packmember present.
"We have arrived! Ready yourselves mri'tha, to prove the worth of our years of training in the art of agility, the intelligence of the swift, and the strength of the wind! Our time is now, and we will defeat this Pack, and show how true Korats live with honor, and win in glory!"

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