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Date Posted: 09:13:42 04/08/01 Sun
Author: T'nay and Metunth
Subject: okay, that was the lamest msg in history.....i'm reposting
In reply to: T'nay and Metunth 's message, ">>" on 08:49:23 04/08/01 Sun

Metunth turns to T'nay
Can I do that?
I don't know, can you?
Metunth ponders it and then ruffles his wings. I think so.
He beats his wings and nearly falls over and then regains his balance as T'nay looks on. The bronze dragon slowly lifts himself into the air by leaning back and jumping and if a dragon could grin he could swear thats what Metunth was doing. He folds his arms across his chest and wishes he was up there with Metunth right now.
Once in the air, Metunth felt right at home. He could feel the wind direction beneath his wings and with a slight movement he could change directions rather quickly. With his stumble back on the ground long forgotten, his instinct and newly found knowledge leads him through the air. From the ground, T'nay shields his eyes from the sun and watches the bronze flit through the air proudly.
Landing, though, Metunth took some time doing. The prospect of coming back down to the ground was nothing he was looking forward to. At last, he sighs and tries a landing. Flaring his wings out he tries to slow his speed but doesn't quite enough for a clean landing. Nearly losing his balance again, he stops and T'nay jogs up to him.
See? I told you I could do it
I knew you could. He grins *

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