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Date Posted: 20:27:56 01/23/02 Wed
Author: A'rak~Kadoth
Subject: ~^~
In reply to: W'st~Yimoth 's message, "Re: ~>~" on 05:08:10 01/23/02 Wed

"Flying! I'm there!" He hoists himself back onto Kadoth with a well timed assistance from the bronze. Buckling in, he leans forward, his tall frame sheared to the resistance of the wind. "The sooner we fly, the sooner I can go flaunt for Mylak."

I thought we were here to fight Thread? Anyway.... Kadoth admonishes, slightly amused. Without warning he takes a playful running stride, his muscles bunching and releasing magnificently. The boy's eyes glint to a great brightness as the dragon's wings extend to meet the wing. With a giant hoist, he gets his body off the ground in a breath taking instant. Pumping his fist high into the air, A'rak revels in the thrill of flight, even at this diminshed level. The height, the rush of wind, the feeling of his skin against sunwarmed bronze, everything assails his senses and causes an enormous grin to spread across his face. Kadoth tucks in neatly and sprawls to a landing, talons meeting the ground with an even click. Wasn't that the best? The young bronze inquires smugly of his rider.

"Oh, Kadoth! There's nothing that could measure up!" His face is exueberantly wondering and he embraces what he can of the big bronze neck. Kadoth strikes a pose, muscles coiling and a proud smirk lighting on his draconic features.

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flying -- S'lant and Parath, 13:32:48 01/24/02 Thu