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Date Posted: 19:38:09 12/21/01 Fri
Author: Channa and Wrelth
Subject: *Still only halfway listening to her friends, she locks gazes with her blue again.*
In reply to: Channa and Wrelth 's message, "*A slim, black-haired girl enters, trailing a midnight-blue dragon.*" on 17:40:41 12/21/01 Fri

*Unbidden, a deeply happy sigh escapes her lip, and Wrelth's beautiful eyes whirl aqua-teal. They are speaking to you, the dragonet points out, sounding faintly amused, love underlying the tone. "Huh? Oh. I wasn't offended, Kalya. No worries!" She grins. "Deep and mysterious? Goodness, I don't know. Wrelth, are you?" She asks the hatchling teasingly, and the blue blinks. I don't think I am. Am I? She giggles, before hastily adding, "He doesn't think he is." Finally noticing A'rak and his bronze ((she's so alert right now)), Channa smiles. "Kadoth sure dwarfs Maisath and Wrelth, doesn't he?" she comments, grinning. I'm quite comfortable using you as a couch. She laughs delightedly, although not even half of the dragon could fit on her outstretched legs. Flank pressed against his lifemate's stomach, Wrelth scans the grounds. Where are all the white people? -White people? Oh! Candidate robes. I don't know. I don't think there's enough.- That's not good. -I know.- Her eyes refocus and she smiles. "We don't have enough Candidates for the rest of the eggs, do we?" she inquires, scanning the area.*

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~>~ -- Kalya, 19:40:47 12/21/01 Fri