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Date Posted: 15:20:05 04/29/03 Tue
Author: elena
Subject: ~Feel my fear~
In reply to: Sierra 's message, "^Darkness Knows No Fear^" on 10:59:33 04/19/03 Sat

occ:ok lets finish this but post at the top k?

Bic:Golden optics watch the constant flow of wolves approaching. Vocals hold back a sigh Her auds flicker, she finds herself having to choke back a growl as well, akira thinking he could order her around when she was the one who instigated the hunt? She shakes her dial again. She couldn't let her temper get the best of her and cause them to loose the prey. Lately she was finding it harder and harder to fight off her 'evil side'. She moves to the right as instructed, trying to remain focused on the doe

Fae lets the faintest whisper of a sigh escape. She knew she was not being herself but she was not sure why. In some ways this was more of herself, but not herself since she arrived in these lands, commiting to change her ways. She allows the knight to issue nudge. Apologetic look is sent to the king before fae takes her position. O' course she would stay. He crouches low to the ground. Occs focus on the doe. She would work out her problems later. Now it was time to hunt and she wasn't going to let the pack down, no matter how she felt inside

Occs catch the nod and fatale springs. Ebon form gliding through the air and landing upon the sides of the prey. Talons held out and aimed towards the doe's stomach.slender shanks propell belle forth and after the doe. drawing even with the pack belle shifts to the right of the doe. preventing a change of course. frizzled brush remains even with sleek torso throughout the mad dash. twin spires swivel about atop finely sculpted braintray. allowing belle full knowledge of the position of others. instincts kicked in as a mad drive for the throat was made.

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