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Subject: Re: Troubled Times

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Narcissa and Mimiteh

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Date Posted: 09:22:24 03/17/06 Fri
In reply to: Weatu 's message, "Re: Troubled Times" on 16:03:43 03/15/06 Wed

Cissa stared at the older female for a very long time as if she where unable to quite understand what had just been said. A black male? A second angel? Could that be right?

She turned to Weatu and nodded slightly, "Nobel Nomis, my blue-brother, left our small group perhaps a week ago. He is on a mission to protect a young human magic user. Phisto, Negasi, and Neva to my knowledge are still with the Cheysuli family that we helped to cross the mountian. They are helping do battle over one who has power over the sky demons."

Mimiteh danced excitedly next to her father. Her eyes bright, "Daddy? What's a Cheysuli? Huh?"

Narcissa smiled at the kit before turning back to Weatu. "They have a SIlent Paw traveling with them. She is lir to one of the boys." She sighed then and looked out over the vally, "As for Tebor, I don't know what has become of him. Last I seen him he and Nobel Nomis had their heads together over what to do about Thea."

A tremor ran from her nose to her tail as she spoke the word. Her voice became a mixture of reverance and discust. "Thea is what our tribe called her. Our angel. So beautiful she was. So strong and terriable."

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decision	Weatu	19:28:48 09/05/06 Tue