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Date Posted: 11:37:14 07/01/03 Tue
Author: Renegade
Subject: § Celtic Panther §

Weary of the politics, Renegade finally wanders away from the group. She doesn't dare to go very far, mostly because she didn't want to be misjudged in the move. Her panther-like form takes a seat facing the Evil East lands, twin peaks swiveling in case she were to miss something during her recess. There was a life waiting for her, and she wanted to get on with it, life was too short to spend arguing over a position. At the moment, she was content to watch the sun bathe the shifting sands in her minds eye, but behind her the group seems to have gained another panicking heir appalled at the idea of her seeking leadership.

Jaw stretches in a lazy yawn as svelte crown is tossed, bucking her horse-like plume into the air. Sunlight highlights the feline 'ness as she slips into a laying position, golden optics becoming veiled by the lids. How she could stay like this forever, this land would become all the east had been for her, because it was already her home. No one could take that feeling from her; she would remain in the sun in spirit if not in body for the rest of her days.

How she'd longed for it, now she could bask in the simple luxury of a much-needed catnap before someone jumped down her throat for something she couldn't control. She couldn't come here before, not that she hadn't tried. Oh yes, she'd tried to come home, but she'd failed and had the scar to prove it. Now, she was here again, in the place her true parents intended. Home at last, and home forever.

A query passed through her mind, wondering how Rebellion was, had he found some dragoness to tame his wild ways? Faint smile of amusement crosses her velvet maws as she imagined Rebellion chasing some other dragoness. He'd come here for a dragoness of the elder breed. Renegade remembered how she'd longed for one of her own kind, who could teach her the ways of her breed and who shared the values and beliefs she did. Oh she'd got what she'd asked for but in a very feral form.

She gives a sigh, wondering even further why he was so wild when they were both of the clerical side of Sia. Once, she'd seen the crest of a dark adept on his pendent as well as the chain of a widowed exile. Perhaps he'd done something horrible, or had something horrible done to him. War had a way of doing those things to a person. Especially in Sia. That country was gone now, at least...all the dragons had left give or take a few. Ever sense the griffins had come...

War, such a futile attempt for world peace. If those of light alignment truly wanted peace, why didn't they simply try NOT killing someone? In her belief, these lights were not quite as pure of heart as they thought. Chaos reigned in war, and as long as there was chaos, these dragons were no better than their evil counter parts.

To be a true creature of life, one would have to learn to value life above death, no matter what came of what. In death, it mattered not what side thy loyalty lied with. For in death, there are no enemies. To take a life is a sin unmeasurable, but it did not lie with the mortals to reprimand a murderer, that responsibility lay with the creator, not his children.

Why could so many believe in life, and put themselves at the level of Satin as to be tempted by fruitless revenge? So many thought Renegade a creature of demonic lineage as was their right, when they never knew a thing about her. She'd been born onto a light family, her parents murdered by tyrannical kings set on their own ideals and never seeing to what overture their actions were displaying. That overture had become the overture to the madness of a feral race more demonic than a walking hell.

Renegade had been named in the hope of escaping his horrendous performance, and she had been one of the lucky, for she still breathed while others paid for the acts of their ancestors. No blood lay on her feline paws, and her vision was no obscured by temptation or prejudice as her processors had. She prided her genealogy, but she was not set on creating an empire to honor it. The first of two worlds now lay in the sun without shadow or whip fanning her flesh.

Ah, the sun. It was the simple things in life you treasured.

§ Celtic Panther §

§ Spring Renegade §


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[> ± Life and Death ± -- Timeline, 16:48:21 07/01/03 Tue [1]

Tiny brute comes to a rest on his sisters back. Timeline curls up in a minute golden ball, taking comfort in her soft velvet. He cared deeply for his sister, and if no one else would suport her, he would always be there. Although he didn't sleep, he stayed resting on her back. The apearence of Shifter had him a bit unsettled, that dragon apeared very much an heir and Timeline is eager to see how Renegade will deal with the new curveball thrown her way. Thou art brave my sister. He murmers.

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[> [> § Celtic Panther §(EVERYONE WHO NEEDS TO TALK TO ME) -- Renegade, 09:24:08 07/02/03 Wed [1]

Ear flickers at younger's words, confused by them in a way. Feline 'ness wonders, was she brave? She often didn't think she was, perhaps the small was also the more observant. You saw many things more clearly when you were one of his size.

How was she deservant of these words? Her parents had died for her, had fought a war in her name, all so she could now lay in the sun at long last. Who is brave in this world who hast not struggled through the wildest storm, wilst her sire and dam had? Thy own is thy own, she had accepted what those around her had not. From her birth, she had not understood one thing, but now, she felt some force was warring in the land she'd grown up in. The great ebon' she'd always thought of as a father now lay in the torment of his own confusion and dispair. How hard it must be, to lose someone you love.

She wants to see Rage, to make sure she was only imaging his suffering, but to leave now would be suicide. An ake in her heart has suddunly split into a violently bleeding wound, one she has to cure before it ate her alive. Something was happening, and it wasn't good.

Panther dragoness rises to her feet, trying not to unsettle the small dragon on her back. She rotates her stance so she now faces the group. Trying her hardest to surpress visible anxiety, she digs her claws into the terra. Finally she gives a loud, stacato roar to catch the attention of the debaters.

.If any of you have further business to discuss with me, I'd apreciate it if we could do it and then get on with things. The dragons are disapearing faster than ever and something needs to be done about it.

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[> [> [> dang tags! -- *, 09:31:08 07/02/03 Wed [1]


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[> [> [> †Shadows Forever Shift† -- Shadow Shifter, 19:31:05 07/02/03 Wed [1]

†Shadows Forever Shift†

†Navy brute calmly laid his gaze on the dragoness who had spoken. He was still piecing bits together, but what he knew was enough. A quiet simper was 'pon his darkened facade as he awaited others to speak.†

†Shadows Forever Shift†
†Shadow Shifter†

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[> [> [> [> {_+_}Check Your Head{_+_} -- Buckcherry, 21:09:27 07/02/03 Wed [1]

-female moves smoothly over and sits- i beleave we all should give you a chance to prove yourself.... a shift in power isn't going to make all of our familys and friends magicaly return.... but those of us that are left should do the best we can to keep this place alive

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[> [> [> [> [> § Celtic Panther § -- Renegade, 08:10:24 07/03/03 Thu [1]

Optics narrow toward Buckcherry, she obviously wasn't clear in her meaning. Yes, she needed a chance to prove herself, she knew that withou it she could be the victum of some unfortunate event. Her mind was shattered by the needs of a lonely dragoness and a member of a family. She NEEDS to see her old home, a sense of forboding was lying heavily in her mind. What was worse, the continued aguements taking place were driving away would be members of the rapidly fading flock. Silently, she looks over her words carefully, to form some that would bring across her concerns clearly without shifting those backing her into reverse. She already knew the very dragoness who'd spoke had taken arms against her. However, she wouldn't hold it against her, it was her territory...and Renegade had not been accepted.

Her golden gaze averts to Shifter, suprised he alowed another to speak before himself. At least he wasn't tyranical in that sense, she respected him for that. At he moment, she had the crazy idea that the eldest heir was more suportive of her than Buckcherry, which was very possibley true. With a sigh she lets her lids slaken and looks back to Buckcherry.

...What I mean, is that these arguements may be fending off the few of your members are still here. Have you seen anyone that doesn't have political statis sense this thing began? If we could finish this, we can get on with our lives and hopefully get some more dragons to come...

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[> [> [> [> [> [> .spirits live on. -- .spirit.of.the.water., 14:58:21 07/04/03 Fri [1]


.walks up after buckcherry.
.just in time to hear renegade's words.
.agrees.
.but holds off saying so.
.tosses one point in the air.
.as it was important to both sides.
.the darks are just as leaderless.
.their king has not been there for quite a bit.
.wonders how that is taken.
.they seem focused only on the lights.
.she had quit that.
.now she's looking at the big picture.
.maybe both sides should have an upheaval of royalty?.
.watches all.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> {_+_}Check Your Head{_+_} -- Buckcherry, 20:29:43 07/04/03 Fri [1]

-nods- this is true.... -she was one to act quickly and run her tounge before her mind had a chance to mull things over fully... a bad habit here but it was how she survived for so many years on her own-

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> ]=skies=[ -- Kijalos, 21:01:20 07/04/03 Fri [1]

]=as her attention is snagged by the 'ness, she turns her pearly dial towards her. she listens, to the femme and the others, her own maw kept quiet. she did not know what to speak on, as she usually did not tangle with such matters=[

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> § Celtic Panther § -- Renegade, 08:08:46 07/05/03 Sat [1]

Feline 'ness nods slowly as if she'd known that for some time, but it was only her player that had known that...Renegade had not been involved in the politics of the evils for some time. It shocked her that these dragons found time to visit foreign lands. Her feeling of foreboding increase...something was happening in the East, and she wasn't there. A thing she should very well get used to if this kept up. Lord knew these dragons would feel the blunt of her frustration if she turned up just as Rage died. Calming herself a bit, she shuts her eyes, desperate for any memory that may help her out here. She did recognize the warning smoke that signaled a forest fire, and she didn't like seeing that same signal coming from the group. Interesting...why do you bring this up Spirit?

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> †Shadows Forever Shift† -- Shadow Shifter, 10:00:43 07/11/03 Fri [1]

((I swear...I'm getting my net times straight yall. I just started work last week. Aye well see yall around.))

†SFS†

†Brute listened to the others silently. He chuckled within himself, his mind catching that Renegade believed he might be more supportive of her than the first who had spoken. Aye, it was true, he didn't truly support the change, but wasn't against either. Right now other things called his attention such as his father and daughter. He answered Renegade for Spirit.†
"Because what Spirit said is true. The Evil royalty has been just as inactive and inconsistent as the Light royalty. Actually to me, they seemed to have been more confusing as well. I never could get straight who was King and who was acting in and all the titles they had."
†Dragon shrugged rather indifferently†

†Shadows Forever Shift†
†Shadow Shifter†

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[> ..Bronze.. -- Loh, 20:27:29 07/03/03 Thu [1]

..The legendary bronze watched Renegade. A small smile found his lips. He listened, for he didn't just to talk with her, so listening was all he plan to do..


(OOC: *Dances* I found Log's picutre. *Daces some more*)

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[> [> Oh I love it! -- Ren, 06:54:49 07/04/03 Fri [1]

I still have yet to find my beloved Renegade's. I really like Loh's, it makes ya wonder about him...

Of course, I already wonder about him, not really sure if I want to meet this Koen or not...

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