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Date Posted: 20:13:33 10/13/01 Sat
Author: Jur and Ruj
Subject: A strange creature makes it's way into the area.

The body is that of an over-large broadly built big cat, washed all in silver. The tail is rudder like in its build, and from its back springs a set of broad powerful wings. The oddest feature is, by far, the creature's head. Or heads, rather. A graceful neck splits and branches to the most unlikely of animal pairings. A polar bear head gazes from its perch on the body, and whispers into a delicate stag's ear. The stag head turns and nods agreeably, and both face the gatherings.

The polar side speaks first. "I am Jur, and this is Ruj." He motions to his other half. "We come from a long ago place, where the earth scorched constantly. Our kind is born from the soil, and another one of us you may not find for a time."

Ruj finishes sadly, almost speaking to finish the sentence. "Our kind is the Kjire, "Two halves" we're called. For obvious reasons. Not to many Kjire roam the woods any more. We are peaceful creatures, and where we walked on forsaken gound, the spring renewed itself in verdant glory."

Jur shakes his gruff head. "You're too poetic. For those who like it plain, we can repair damaged and wounded Earth by simply walking across it. And we paint the rainbows of the sky. Now we are believed as creatures of myth."

"We had nowhere to go, no place we could be safe from the greedy hands of man or beast. Though Jur looks a carnivore, he can only truly eat berries or plants. Though we do enjoy a good graham cracker. It is a sad march that brought us here." He shakes his crowned head sadly, his large dark eyes sorrowful spots in his tawny fur.

"And we was wonderin' if maybe we could stay here?" The pair looks hopefully around. "We'd do you some services, regrowing and such. And we love to paint the rainbows." The stag nods enthusiastically. The whole powerful body quivers in anticipation.

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�I would be honoured if such a divine creature would grace our presence.� He smiles amiably. (NT) -- Legend, 19:05:48 10/14/01 Sun