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Date Posted: 12:10:33 07/13/02 Sat
Author: Daine, Kitten, and Zek
Subject: :.approaches.:
In reply to: Clover 's message, "-Shakes her head.-" on 13:32:23 07/12/02 Fri

:.a falcon rapidly soared through an open window - though Daine quickly changed into her 'human' self as she touched the floor. the violet huen eyes were dull and she sat down on the floor abruptly, her mocha hair was a mess and so were her clothes. a deeper frown etched across the tanned features of she. Rover! you haven't eaten a thing since i've been gone! though these things were not yelled, she was too tired for that. Rover, come here. i'll have to do it the hard way, but first i need some water. where is the kitchen?.:

*.Skysong, Kitten, 'galloped' up to the door and a trilling sound poured from the scaly muzzle. the door flew open and she trotted in - the infant, yet still very large, dragon ambled over to the trio of People. the pair of mocha eyes locked upon the new canine and another trill bled from her muzzle. she made her way toward her and the silver, very sharp teeth bared slightly. friend of foe? was the thought - for she couldn't yet speak. though Kit was much larger then the border collie female.

::tiny monkey shifted atop Kit's back - fast asleep.::

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Replies:

*Sighs, still staring* -- Rover, 09:06:55 07/14/02 Sun
- :.sighs.: -- Daine, 11:51:42 07/14/02 Sun
  - -Snarls at Daine- -- Clover, 12:38:09 07/14/02 Sun
    - :.moves.: -- Daine, 14:54:48 07/14/02 Sun
      - -Snarls- -- Clover, 12:20:19 07/16/02 Tue
        *Turns his head* -- Rover, 13:04:59 07/16/02 Tue
        :.nods.: -- Diane, 13:20:19 07/16/02 Tue
        *Tips his head* -- Rover, 13:42:28 07/16/02 Tue
        -Sighs- -- Clover, 13:14:57 07/17/02 Wed
        :.what?.: -- Daine, 06:02:44 07/18/02 Thu
        *Finishes eating the steak* -- Rover, 15:15:44 07/18/02 Thu
        ~Barks~ -- Champagne, 21:18:04 07/18/02 Thu
        *Turns his head* -- Rover, 14:21:02 07/20/02 Sat
        ~Excitement~ -- Champagne, 09:44:14 07/21/02 Sun
        *Wags his tail faster* -- Rover, 19:22:18 07/22/02 Mon
        ~Bark~ -- Champagne, 14:27:29 07/23/02 Tue