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Date Posted: 20:32:05 10/09/01 Tue
Author: General Fikair and Lieutennant General Garahi
Subject: Re: A new kind of being
In reply to: Raven, Heron, and Wren 's message, "Re: A new kind of being" on 20:16:20 10/09/01 Tue

Fikair glances breifly at Garahi, then at the small formation. Garahi follows his gaze and steps up to the line. He grabs the arabian wolf by the scruff of the neck with his paw and raises up on his hind legs. A low, savage growl erupts from his throat as his jaws open, revealing gleaming tusks. His growl changes suddenly, into a deep, throaty roar. Being in Fikair's army is whole life, he has developed strong muscles over the past seven years, and easily flings her a few feet to the side. He slides down to all fours and approaches her, standing over top of her. "We didn't ask for your opinion or feedback, did we?!" He yells at her in a throaty growl. His golden eyes lock into hers, awaiting her answer. Fikair watches the arabian, his own icy blue eyes burning at her. While Garahi waits an answer, Fikair tears his attention away. "She speaks on behalf of the rest of you that you truly do live up to my opinion of you: hooligans with high hopes who think they know everything. I'm not claiming I know everything, but in Makaralian Tactics, I'm pretty damn close. Now, I know you all are wondering who and what we are. I will repeat it, I am General Fikair, always addressed as Sir unless you are a Triad member. And the one hovering about your arabian is Liutennant General Garahi, always addressed by sir unless you are me or the Triad. We are Woan, a special species found in Makara and a few surrounding cities. If you need any background information, we live in our own small pack, just won a war against the Gelis Bris, a neighboring province and empire." He pauses before going on. "If you have any objection to our ideas or principles, do not voice it like her." He makes a light motion toward the arab. "Reach into the back of your dusty minds into the instinctual department and retrieve the wolf information on how to get a higher ranker's attention." He pauses again. "Wait a minute, I just called myself higher ranker than you all. That's right, in your terms, Garahi and I are on the same level of rank as your Triad; although some of you don't respect them. So, to those selected few, we are higher ranking than them. We demand respect, as we are from a much higher society." He stops again and looks at Garahi and the arab, both awaiting her response.

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