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Adalia
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Date Posted: 16:16:20 06/13/02 Thu
In reply to:
¤Jeispera¤
's message, "¤Sneers¤" on 17:51:14 06/12/02 Wed
An infuriated glare is bestowed pon the one dubbed Jeispera. No words are spoken, but the lack of reverberation is more unsettling. A series of questions, all requiring immediate answers come to mind. Only one thing is clear, vixen served as a threat, one that needed to be taken care of.
Adalia did not habitually fight, nor would she normally have reason to. This, however, was a different circumstance. Jesipera, for whatever reason had seen fit to take up her grievances, and therefore would have to pay the consequences.
Shadow Dragoness flares reddish-orange wings, stretching them out to full potential. Her size was not intimidating, but she possessed other advantages, swiftness and agility included. Like a cobra, femora had an immense amount of power coiled up inside, waiting to be released.
Eyes remain locked on challenger, thoughts directed towards one main objective. If unknown desired a battle, she would gladly consent. Back is arched, muscles tensed; hissing sound escapes from between razor sharp incisors. She waits patiently for peers first move, ready.
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