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Date Posted: 21:35:34 08/13/02 Tue
Author: Ayrist
Subject: Loss...
In reply to: Sake 's message, "Hmm..." on 21:07:01 08/13/02 Tue

Black ears listen intently to every word the Wolven can manage. She repeats the important parts to herself mentally, retaining them within her mind and embedding them in her memory. Violet eyes widen at the importance of her unborn cubs and instinctively her silver blade flicks back and forth protectively over her stomach.
A somber nod is given as Sake ends, and Ayrist looks away a moment... "I will tell them Sake, I will share..." Amethyst eyes widen in horror at the limp form of the libarian. Panic-stricken the ebon femme nudges the Wolven, praying she was only in a trance. Recieving no response, Ayrist assumes the worst, and a drop falls silently to the floor from one quivering violet orb. Eyes close and the dark neck unfurls to the sky, a mournful howl ripping from the femme's soul.
The song continues for over an hour, both in grief and respect for the passing of such a wonderful being. Ayrist concludes the howl softly, and gently places a blanket over the motionless form. With a sharp salute of her blade, Ayrist leaves the library and heads to the den... The information will be shared. Sake will not have died in vain.

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