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Date Posted: 09:54:07 01/19/04 Mon
Gabriel looked almost sad as he turned to look into the golden gaze of his younger brother. ::No Michael, I do not believe that we shall ever return to the life we have known. It is not our Tahlmorra to do so.::
The black wolf that trotted so quietly at the horses side shook herself once before heaving a great sigh. She looked to first her lir and then her lir's rujho, ::Do not be sad. On this side of the mountains you have lived a life of fear. Fear that you shall be hated for your beast eyes. The children of the gods go home Michael. On the other side of these mountains you will find a life of acceptance. And others like yourself.::
The smaller white wolf charged past Rio and barked, ::And dragons too, right Rio? We're gonna see dragons and unicorn, and... And... And..::
::Hush Nada. You'll wake your boy.:: Rio shook her head and trotted on. ::But yes, there are many things for you to see on the other side. Tis where the magic creatures live.:: She gave both Evan and Nada an amused stare. ::Or do you think cats that speak are normal.::
Nashota smiled happily, "Morning Song. That's really pretty. I guess some of our history has been lost. Niether Kalea or myself knew the means of our names." She twisted to look at Kalea, her three fingered hand holding the drooping head of a tiny warrior. "I can't wait to she the other land. The birthplace of our people. This journay grows more exciting by the hour."
Dante muttered around the thumb stuck in his mouth something, but the others could make no sense of it. Within the minds of all within the party came a sudden flash of fear and pain. The small child, locked within his nightmare cried for his brothers.
Gabriel moved toward Kalea and the child, his brothers fear spreading out to Nash, Kalea, and Wes. ::Gabriel!! Gabe... I tan't find momma... Where momma?::
Gabriel looked up to Kalea. "You must wake him, but be gentle... He may bite out of fear."
Again the blinding flash came, stronger this time. ::'Riel...! 'Riel!! Dey taked Jeff.:: The perfect picture of a tiny Dante stumbling after a hooded figure came into all their minds. The figure snatched up a flailing Jeff while the tiny Dante looked on screaming.
Gabriel rested his head against Kalea's horse's shoulder. Memories best left forgotten flooded through him and, he knew, Michael. Softly he muttered, "Wake him Kalea. Wake my rujho."
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