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Subject: ::Snarl:: :~:Dark:~: ...Arrival... Author: F&B/Lost Darkness/Chaos & Demise [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 01:57:15 09/07/02 Sat In reply to: HaC 's message, "~¤~Anger~¤~" on 00:59:56 09/07/02 Sat ((lol, and the plot thickens...)) ::Snarl:: ::Dragoness of darkened hue snalrs and moves forward to HS's side.:: ::This dragon had indeed gone to far.:: ::The desicion had been made.:: ::This dragon had to go...:: :~:Low growl sounds from the black, talons flying up suddenly. Pinions flow out elegantly as she take to the air. She may be smaller than the brute, but she was faster. Circles the male sharply while waiting for his responce. The wrong one would send her into an attack...:~: ...A horrid screech flows through the air as young silv bolts down to her mothers side. Hissing sharply, she bares black teeth at the intruder, multicolored horns slicing the air like butter as she tosses her silver crown. Snapping at the male, she remains close to the regal red. No one threatened her mother... ...Drakling of more sense appraoches small gathering slowly, sticking to shadows until he 'appears' at his red mistresses side. Eyes the dragon and immediately dislikes him. Snarls softly and draws forest green claws together, ice blue forming around the tips... ((Bleeb, bad post. Sorry, its late...)) [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Swoops down, landing beside her daughter and HS. Author: Ruby Of Death [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 18:29:02 09/07/02 Sat A growl at the male escapes her throat. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]