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Trance's Fury
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Date Posted: 21:36:42 08/11/02 Sun
{The male snarls as she drops towards him. Why could she not remember? She had known the laws, better than anyone. How could she not remember this? He hears her thoughts, knows she wanted him dead. He wanted to be dead to. But he must tell her... But how... He cries out as her body slams into his own and his claws dig into her. He looks at her, and only pain lies in his eyes. He shakes his head and speaks, softly, so maybe, she will not hear with the wind about them.}
{They are dead M'love...}
{His blue and gold claws release her and he pounds his wings against the air, back winging from her falling form. A sharp pain in his left wing. He flies towards an outstreching cliff, no, falls towards it. He cannoy fly... His wing, broken. Using his good wing to angle towards it, he continues to fall. The ground rises up towards him. Closer, closer... He hits the ground sharply and holds in a cry of purest pain. He lies still, taking in the pain before staggering to his feet. With a gasp, he falls back down. Cursing, he looks down and laughs bitterly. Broken. Broken wing, broken leg. His silver hide is red with his blood and his vision blurs. But still, he focuses on the falling femme. Pull up! He cries out mentally to her. Pull up! He falls to the ground, but his gaze remains focused on her, waiting for the black to pull up, soar away from the ground triumphantly as she had once done every time she had been victorious in battle...}
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