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Date Posted: 16:18:26 12/04/05 Sun
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Monet/Phisto/Raziel/Damian
's message, "The Battle Begins" on 17:38:15 11/08/05 Tue
Cassiel cried out and knelt beside Phisto, but the Paw was unhurt. The woman smiled, and placed a hand on Monet's shoulder as she stood. "Damian has fled the scene, I'm happy to say. I suggest that we move just as rapidly in the opposite direction."
But just then a silver eagle alighted on a nearby rock and Michael took his human form again, looking at Cassiel with childish wonder in his yellow eyes. She was exactly as Gabriel had always described - tall and willowy, with dark red hair like Jeffrey's and kindness written in every feature.
Cassiel looked at him in equal surprise, a hand over her heart, for last time she had seen Michael he had been a very small boy, and she recalled in clear detail his pout of concentration and the adoration in his face as he looked at Gabriel. Now he was ten, with gleaming gold in his ears and on his arm, a magnificent eagle, with Gabriel's strength and confidence. "My goodness," she whispered. "Mike?"
Overhead, Evan screamed, and Michael shook himself. "We'd better get going," he said, "Damian might come back. Phisto, can you carry my sister?"
The little group hurried down the path toward the valley floor: a Silent Paw, a tiger lir, a Cheysuli woman, and two eagles above. ::Gabriel and Rio are on the path ahead!:: Michael told the ones below.
Cassiel's face lit up with sudden joy, and she felt a fierce desire to see her rujho, a man grown now. Unable to resist, she called ahead, ::Gabriel! Gabe, turn - we make for the Valleys!::
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