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¦ Regret will come ¦ -- §ilver Mirage, 20:22:46 07/12/02 Fri
¦ Challenge is accepted with angered howl, and journey 'wards challenger is begun. Paws carry brute quickly and furiously 'wards battle grounds, anger lighting occs. When enemy is within sight o' he, lips curl to reveal gleaming fangs and hackles rise 'wards ebon sky. Auds pin 'gainst crown o' he whilst legs carry him forward. Soon, less than a foot lies 'tween the two rivals, less than a foot to cover 'fore death will greet one o' they ¦
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§ilence is golden, that's why I like §ilver -- §terling §ilver, 14:34:36 07/13/02 Sat
¥ Mascu meets offender halfway, lunging when movement is least suspected. Fangs reach for the jugular vein, until brute throws himself into the dust, whilst sliding under §ilver Mirage's stomach and slashing it open. He stands again, fangs dripping blood, occs wild ¥
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¦ Swift as the ocean ¦ -- §ilver Mirage, 08:01:17 07/14/02 Sun
¦ Accepts lunge 'wards abdomen and watches §terling §ilver slide underneath him. Brute accepts all movements until teeth o' foe reach for contact with flesh. At which point auds pin an' fangs expose themselves, meeting vile brute's halfway. Occs filled with wild anger, brute leaps at challenger's throat. Fangs clench 'gainst loose skin 'bout neck. Jaws tighten and begin to pull 'way 'rom neck o' enemy, bringing all flesh within fangs o' he along. Brute gives one mighty tug, pulling all flesh 'way 'rom front o' enemy's throat, whilst blood begins to puddle the ground 'neath they ¦
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§ilence is golden, that's why I like §ilver -- §terling §ilver, 12:24:03 07/15/02 Mon
¥ Sidesteps, attempting to dodge leap 'wards throat. Yet, to his dismay, fangs o' §ilver Mirage an' throat o' he meet together. Pain lurches throughout his body whilst he watches his blood stain the ground. Tail o' he is dropped an' ears perk as race 'wards edge o' terra is made ¥
I'm through with you, §ilver Mirage, for now!
¥ Mascu exits ¥
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