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Date Posted: 09/13/03 8:51am
Author: Wildfire
Subject: ^flickering flames burn thirstily^
In reply to: Elven 's message, ".:Princess in Hiding:." on 09/13/03 7:18am

Small ears swivel rapidly round as she senses a presence near, large, fierce dark eyes like those of a hawk and tigress combined gleam wary and bright. The soft, almost inaudible thumping of paws loping along the ground lights on ears now flattened against her crania, though one remains half-pricked forward, determining the direction of the lupine attacker. Thinking quickly, mustang instincts take over, and she makes a fast calculation of which tactic the wolf may have chosen. Eyes flame the heat of battle in her delicately chiseled face, and her sleek hide gleams bright, molten gold, burning fierce, wild, savagely beautiful as onyx streams swirl and whip furiously on the muscular crest. Swiftly she swings her hind end round and her front half forward, leaving the foolish assailant to meet her face to face. And if the wolf chose the other direction, powerful back hooves awaited a meeting with the she-wolf's head. Her own crania was tucked to protect the flesh of her neck, and hooves tingled, ready to crush and crunch the body of the wolf to a mangled pulp at a moment's notice. Exhilarated in the rushing heat of combat, she screamed, and the sound sliced through the air, high and merciless. Come now, she thought, as the leaping form rushed toward her, for I am ready.

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