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Date Posted: 21:22:08 03/07/05 Mon
Author: Kestor
Subject: >~<
In reply to: Tully 's message, "*+{Two! I'm popular!}+*" on 03:10:42 03/06/05 Sun

At Tully's soft warble, Kestor's heart swells with joy at her acknowledgement of him, and the happiness adds an extra lift to his wings. She has noticed him! His crooning intensifies, and he races after her with even more dedication than before, if such is possible. He must prove himself worthy of her. His sharp gaze never leaves the radiant green as she suddenly dives, and he pulls up abruptly, his greater size making it harder to change direction quite as quickly. Arrowing downwards after her, he pulls up slightly higher, a few feet above the grass, and to his dismay quite a few 'lizard-lengths behind. The brown works hard to make up the distance, slowly but steadily narrowing the gap - perserverance has always been his defining trait, and he refuses to give up now of all times. Knowing his bigger form won't allow him to dodge obstacles easily if he were to fly as close to the ground as Tully is, and all the daring in the world will do him no good if he hangs himself up on a rise or a rock and loses all the progress he's made, Kestor hesitates to drop any lower but hates the impression of cowardice this might give. Determination overrides caution, and he drops even closer to the ground, not as low as the beautiful green he follows but low enough that his wingtips skim the ground on every downbeat. With a sudden, soft cheep of inspiration, he surges upward into a double loop, coming out of the second one in a wild barrel roll, then unfurls his wings so suddenly they make a snapping sound against the wind and resumes his original race over the grass, once again endeavouring to make up the time he's lost in that maneuver.

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I walk this empty street... -- Eagle, 22:19:10 03/31/05 Thu
- *+{Caught!}+* -- Tully, 10:12:40 04/01/05 Fri