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Subject: ± Butts Tarquin Playfully ± Author: ± Styx ± [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 20:10:30 02/16/02 Sat In reply to: Tarquin 's message, "Cries silenced with the entrance of food, he takes one step, and then another. Confidence grows quickly, and the hatchling walks the rest of the distance. Butting his head against his mother's chest, he smiles sweetly up at her. Then he turns, wonderingly touching the meat, his stomach growling commandingly to his brain." on 17:39:15 02/16/02 Sat ± She playfully butts the dragon next to her, unaware he was related to her. Her eyes sparkle as she jumps onto his back, her talons scratching at his scales as she wobbles on his back, falling with a thud onto the feathers. She reaches out, and pokes the meat gingerly, eyeing her mother...she clamps down on the meat, but is unable to pull it apart ± [ Mu-mu-muhmuh! ] [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date He yelps at his sister's 'attack', spinning to glare mightly at her. His mouth opens wider and he's about to emit the most gruesome sound when the sight of his mother catches his blue eyes. Abashed, he returns sullenly to his own meat, prodding at it...still hesitant about its use. (NT) Tarquin 20:31:32 02/16/02 Sat ± Giggles ± -- ± Styx ±, 20:47:20 02/16/02 Sat Half-shrugging, the hatchling absorbs much air, and clamps onto the meat, shaking it wildly. It comes off in his jaws, half of it inside his gnawing teeth, the other half flying over to land on Styx. (NT) -- Tarquin, 23:36:54 02/16/02 Sat