.�. wut is thee meanin' o' this? .�. -- Moonlight Waters

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Subject: .�. wut is thee meanin' o' this? .�.

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Alasdiar
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Date Posted: 20:26:16 08/27/02 Tue

.�. alas, the prodigious patriarch o' thee luner'd aquas was vex'd as it was . such ardourish bickerin' arous'd rusty mammothish vagabond from rather deep slumber . few creative curses are mutter'd 'fore curiousity lingers within irk'd demeanor . acoustics gyrat'd 'pon dome . stalk o' amblin' gaits progresses bulky behemoth silently . aye that is as in no one can hear the pads hit rhythmicly 'pon known soil . hault is made as a wee bit o' evesdroppin' is permitt'd . now slightly dampen'd mood increases . nay in a good way . titan was quite monsterous . confidence , and 'haps a bit o' arrogance was a usual quality . with such a provokin' twit such doesn't change . pantha hex had a certain style . none could deney such . and neither could ye deney respect to such . yet respect is also diminish'd when such skill was us'd in such foolish ways . stalwart figuire o' massive 'n' intimidating bristles quite impressivly . aye, he was the mascu o' here . was he not? . snarl issues forth as hazels glint a bit o' annoyance . vocal was quite boisterious . fangs evaluating as mandibles expand . allowin' greater passage o' loquascious roar o' he . attention should be grant'd to one o' greatest size . thee masculine race was to be the larger o' two genders . few exceptions are made . yet he was quite massive compar'd to many males o' his speices . visage averts to each within radius . 'twixt desir'd one 'n' new arrival . if presence was welcom'd or nay it was new . shoulders flex as plume erects with dominant impressions . auricles peel to skull as orics decrese in width . vocals quite bellicose as direct'd 'ward pride 'n' oth'r . "Wut in the bloody hell is the meanin' o' this?" .lungin' pivot 'verts lampets 'ward unknown vix'n . "Who be ye?!" . awaits retort . brawns contortin' 'neath ectoderm .�.

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[> Subject: *Almost afraid to speak to her king.*

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Caita
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Date Posted: 14:25:44 08/28/02 Wed

*So ferocious...it seems as though any wise ass comments she usually makes would result in her head being slapped off ina single swipe.* Sire, I believe that the mad cat in question has left...and as insane as she is I do not think there is much meaning behind her actions. Just madness.

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[> [> Subject: [Soothe]

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Blanca
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Date Posted: 14:54:26 08/28/02 Wed

[Ruff was still bristled, whip twitching with anger and annoyance as she silent went to her mate's side. Soothing vocal call was given as she nudged him softly, muscles releasing their tension beneath sleek hide]

What she says is true. She is gone now, a mad hatter if you know what I mean.

[Worry and anxiety were still strongly obvious in her pacing features]

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[> [> [> Subject: .�. c o n f l a g r a n t

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Alasdiar
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Date Posted: 19:54:03 08/29/02 Thu

.�. hazels linger 'pon Caita . silent as words o' she are spoken . jerkish nod o' plat acknowledges information as dangerous pace o' bulk continues . brawns 'neath ectoderm quite obviously flex'd as watch o' desir'd is preform'd . haultin' as if to reassure ones o' bevy . stiffly rest'd 'pon vimm'd 'aunches as caress soothes nerves 'bout a wee hair . yet 'twas an obvious sacrifice not to acknowledge and act 'pon adrienaline that rapidly races within bloodstream . tones still hold jagg'd edges that are sharp 'pon the end o' his words . "'Tis well that none was harm'd by such." . orics cast glance 'pon each . as if avowin' none was acctually done . than strut o' ill humour takes russet beast 'ward lair in which bairns reside once 'gain .�.

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