Date Posted:23:01:18 06/09/03 Mon Author: Donovan and Nathor Subject: Eheh... In reply to:
Sioveph and Ihan
's message, "I like the strawberry filling." on 22:36:23 06/09/03 Mon
The massive brown flares his wings indignantly, eyes swirling a slightly annoyed orange. Donovan turns and raises an eyebrow at his Linked... "This is.." My name is Nathor, I am a Kilven... And I fly well. Donovan winced. So much for diplomatic meetings of other Etreusians. Sigh. Well, he'd get these two to the Docking Area, get Peace to treat those wounds of Ihan's... he'd no intention of bringing that subject up. The Olashi wanted his soul enough as was... Peace though, Peace even got Kamali to cooperate when she was wounded. Haunches curl beneath him and in a true denial of gravity, Donovan launches himself up to the back... and Nathor curves his tail around for the other two, blade facing away from them. "Step on the tail you two, he'll give you a lift up." And I won't throw you. However temp.. Donovan kicked his brown sharply in the ribs. OW!
