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Date Posted: 09:28:41 08/19/03 Tue
Author: Renegade
Subject: � Celtic Panther �

She had returned, how could she not? Hopefully the politics had been abandoned and she could now move on with her life, it had been a shame to come on such hostile terms before. Maws part in a yawn, reminding the 'ness that she was suposed to be relaxing. Still, she could very well find that luxury forbidden to her after how she'd been treated before. The fur on the back of her neck stands up at that thought. She didn't care how they justified it, she had just about been ready to bite the head off of Spirit by the end of it and Spirit was a nice 'ness...a bit wrapped up in politics, but nice none-the-less.

Relax...that's behind you Renegade. She mumbles to herself and begins to fly over the territory. It seemed that many of the lights had vanished sense she'd been here last.

Which was not her problem.

It was Spirit and Common Sense's

She would never belong here, not so long as those two had anything to say about it. There she went again. Sighing, the panther hovers above a rocky outcrop, hesitating on if she should stay or go. Well, heck, why not at least rest her wings? Her paws make contact with the rock, seconds before her wings are folded.

Lazily, she lays out on the smoothest part of her little perch, delighting in the soft feel of the light on her back. When she became a healer she would no longer be shunned by anyone. Every dragon would welcome her and she wouldn't have to worry about dirty stinking politics. ARG! A snarl washes over her body. She wished for ten seconds her ego wouldn't flare up in this place. Some vacation this was going to be. No wonder so many dragons left this place, politics hurt like hell.

If she'd've been queen she'd've put a dead stop to that. Which was probably why they hated her. That made her laugh, these dragons enjoyed politics more than she enjoyed teasing Rebby and screwing around. Responcibility sucked, plain and simple, she liked being playfully imature. Trouble was she wasn't alowed to convert after age six. Their loss, she was on bloody stinking vacation.

And she couldn't relax.

Ho hum, lord this is boring. Nothing to do but think about stinking politics. With another yawn the 'ness searches the territory for any sign of life. If she was here she may as well talk to someone. Perhaps if she talked for two or three years she might be accepted. Oh shut up Renegade. She growls at herself, before curling up and trying to get to sleep, although the looming political air forbade it. Finally, she contents herself by watching a bird feeding it's babies. The babies were the ugliest things she'd ever seen, but they were also the most fasinating.

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[> .spirits live on. -- .spirit.of.the.water., 17:04:45 08/19/03 Tue [1]

A morning sweep of the lands chance upon a sighting of a familiar 'ness. Problems assailed the blue's mind, but chief and foremost was, why was she back? Not that she had had anything against Renegade, but she had thought Renegade very disgusted with the handling of the lights. Even now, as they continued to slide downhill.
Approaches the other, hoping that she wouldn't leave, or attack. A plan was called to mind, maybe a good one. Who knew? Certainly not her. BUt with talk of handing the lights off to the highest bidder, she would not take any chances. Renegade had recieved sympathy from most lights during her previous stay. Maybe she would stay and help by bringing changes needed most. hopefully.
Touches down on the perch the other 'ness had chosen. What would happen. Co-leadership wasn't anything bad, especially when it seemed so split. Renegade take the cheerfulness and happy things that Spirit could never handle, and Spirit take over the political aspect that Renegade had announced she lacked. But was Renegade okay with this? One way to see. First greetings though.
Renegade? Hello. How've you been?

((How do you like the plan? Please? Um, I really do not want the lights going to the highest bidder, and if we worked together, maybe we could deal it out. Just an idea though. But ya gonna have ta decide quickly, i'm taking this to buisness matters, now. bye!))

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[> [> � Celtic Panther � -- Renegade, 08:05:03 08/20/03 Wed [1]

((I love it, I already made the site a while back(you know...the bad arguing time), I like the idea of a partnership because the darn thing wouldn't go to waste. I have the link in the BM post if you wanna take a look at it. Then we can change the wording and crap so it fits the idea. We might wanna change the style a bit, and even if we tare apart the royal TT I wanna know what ya think of it, it's my pride and joy, joy, joy. lol))

The kind-hearted greating startled the 'ness so bad she just about jumpped clean out of her skin. A jolt of terror makes the 'ness's brain start working faster than her heart could keep up with. How was she suposed to answer? She knew Spirit was the Queen of the Lights now and wouldn't blame her a bit if she HAD attacked. After all the stupidity she'd caused to the rapidly dying country. Her shame and embaressment was so complete her blush managed to penitrate her velvet pelt.

Well...uh...um...er...okay? Yes, okay. How are things going for ye Spirit?

Her tail gives a nervous twitch as she sits down, followed almost emidiately by a case of the jitters. Was she suposed to bow? Had she ever bowed? Oh of course she hadn't, she'd scarcely ever gone somewhere the people didn't think of her as little Renegade. She should bow, she thought, but it was a little late to do that without making herself look any stupider.

Well, if she already looked like an idiot that was all fine and dandy, she didn't have to impress Spirit. It wasn't like she was pointing a gun at her head. Then again, she had absoulutely no clue what powers she had. When you had power ya didn't exactly need no gun.

She gulps at the thought then mentally curses herself when a bead of sweat rolled off her forhead. Dang it! She was on vacation and she was going to enjoy herself if it killed her. Finally, the 'ness relaxes. If Spirit had any intention of harming her she would have done so already.

A soft, somewhat friendly smile crosses her maws. Spirit might actually be like Tarquin. Although, that would be rather difficult considering where her pal was now. Her eyes shimmer but no tears fell. Tarquin had died a long time before she'd even met Spirit, but it still bloody hurt. Slowly her eyes clear, her posture unconsiously tall as she studies the other. Wait...why WAS Spirit being nice to her? She decides against asking, for it would be far too rude.

Although she'd done much ruder things to the 'ness. At the moment she was in no mood to argue, so she decided being friendly and polite was the only way.

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[> [> .spirits live on. -- .spirit.of.the.water., 15:29:54 08/20/03 Wed [1]

Confusion filters through the blue's mind. Why had the other turned so pink? Embarassment, or a guilty mind. Guilty mind...why did that sound familiar? But she focuses her attention upon the 'ness in front of her. Thoughts of the past would have to wander in tight rein. The survival of the lights might depend 'pon it.
Smiles slightly at the answer given. Mabe as if the other hadn't know. But the return question was the clincher. How was she doing. Terrible in all reality. But to convey that, would that be smart? Maybe not. But for her plan to have even a remote chance, honesty was the best policy in dealing with the other.
I'm not doing so great. She says after a little hesitation. Would the other see it? I'm sure you can see the status of the kingdom I now possess. Snorts silently. Possession indeed. That word was not really in effect, she was not confirmed as leader, not in name or action.
Noticing the slight smile, she returns it. Although it might not have been made for her entirely, she'd take her chances. She had butterflies in her belly, again, dealing with the ex-evil who'd attracted great attention on her first visit. Maybe she would be a helpful addition. The thoughts on the rat wheels in her mind chased each other with a vengeance. Hopefully Renegade would stay. Hopefully, she'd agree.

(Nothing like putting it off. But you really like it? Cool. The site's cool. Especially with the flying dragon thingie. That's awesome.)

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[> [> [> � Celtic Panther � -- Renegade, 20:12:41 08/20/03 Wed [1]

(Grazi! Oh shoot! That's itallion not celtic! *cringe* nothing like mixing the languages of two races that absoulutely hate each other...wait....lol. If you wanna email me for...like what we wanna do with the wording and junk it's rouge_wildcard@yahoo.com. I know two neat sites if we wanna change the background to a "watery/blue dragon whatever". So if you wanna pick a new skin or something you can check it out. 'Cause we'd want to blend the qualities of both our little girls so it didn't flop on one side. What do you think?

see other sites:http://members.tripod.com/~tspaar/
http://www.dracoslair.net/DRACOLAIR.HTML

Those are the only ones I know off hand. Well onto BIC post. *does a little dance* Oh it's going to be dramaticly longer prepare yourself)

A slight dip of the crania is given as the smile yeilds to a look of concern. She had no clue why but there were far less dragons in the kingdom than when she'd last been here. Of course, she hadn't really traveled through all of the light lands yet and had a mind to skip the frigid south. How horrifying a thought however, how long had Spirit remained soul inhabitant. Okay, maybe that was streaching it. On a bit of an impulse, the panther 'ness gives Spirit a companionable slap on the shoulder, deciding the dove needed a bit of cheering up...whether or not from her, she was going to be cheered up.

Well, it has very nice rocks and very nice basking spots and very nice clean air and it's a perfect vacationing spot for those who wish to get away from it all. She chuckles and backs up to where she'd been before. But I'm quite sure you weren't refering to the lovely solitude being a good thing. No queen should like comanding an army of invisable dragons should war occer, and no sane dragon likes eternal solitude. I'm sure things will liven up though, I saw a few young lights fly in the other day, more lights than darks lately. They might be touring before they settle in. Or better yet they might be settling in the royal TT or one of the others. So chin up lassie.

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[> [> [> � Celtic Panther � -- Renegade, 20:13:28 08/20/03 Wed [1]

(Grazi! Oh shoot! That's itallion not celtic! *cringe* nothing like mixing the languages of two races that absoulutely hate each other...wait....lol. If you wanna email me for...like what we wanna do with the wording and junk it's rouge_wildcard@yahoo.com. I know two neat sites if we wanna change the background to a "watery/blue dragon whatever". So if you wanna pick a new skin or something you can check it out. 'Cause we'd want to blend the qualities of both our little girls so it didn't flop on one side. What do you think?

see other sites:http://members.tripod.com/~tspaar/
http://www.dracoslair.net/DRACOLAIR.HTML

Those are the only ones I know off hand. Well onto BIC post. *does a little dance* Oh it's going to be dramaticly longer prepare yourself)

A slight dip of the crania is given as the smile yeilds to a look of concern. She had no clue why but there were far less dragons in the kingdom than when she'd last been here. Of course, she hadn't really traveled through all of the light lands yet and had a mind to skip the frigid south. How horrifying a thought however, how long had Spirit remained soul inhabitant. Okay, maybe that was streaching it. On a bit of an impulse, the panther 'ness gives Spirit a companionable slap on the shoulder, deciding the dove needed a bit of cheering up...whether or not from her, she was going to be cheered up.

Well, it has very nice rocks and very nice basking spots and very nice clean air and it's a perfect vacationing spot for those who wish to get away from it all. She chuckles and backs up to where she'd been before. But I'm quite sure you weren't refering to the lovely solitude being a good thing. No queen should like comanding an army of invisable dragons should war occer, and no sane dragon likes eternal solitude. I'm sure things will liven up though, I saw a few young lights fly in the other day, more lights than darks lately. They might be touring before they settle in. Or better yet they might be settling in the royal TT or one of the others. So chin up lassie.

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[> [> [> [> . -- ., 09:53:09 08/23/03 Sat [1]

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[> [> [> [> .spirits live on. -- .spirit.of.the.water., 17:29:30 08/23/03 Sat [1]

Blue smiles a bit at the slap on her shoulder. None had treated her that way for a bit. Well, that was due to the diminishing population most likely. but what could she do?
More dragons coming? That should prove interesting. But this vacation spot you speak of? it's really not that great, not when there ain't nobody to cheer ya up. Looks closely at the panther 'ness. Would she actually help? Well, to get help, you had to ask.
Would you like to help with the Lights? Like become, um, a co-ruler? Cringes slightly at the thought of rejection. But going half-way was never her style. A way out should be offered. I can understand if you don't wanna... Warmness in her cheeks proves a slight blush on her cheeks. It was just an idea... Voice trails off, and the blue 'ness looks at the other, slightly nervous.

((mixing two languages? naughty naughty. considering i do it all the time...anywayz. Sorry i didn't get to this earlier. the parents. Prattle rattle. I'm not that great with all that welcoming stuff, and i have limited time now. I'll get it ta ya tommora. And the bg junk...i actually don't care, watever you decide looks good.))

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[> [> [> [> [> Celtic Panther -- Renegade, 07:39:30 08/24/03 Sun [1]

((Okies))
A look of puzzlement is formed almost instantly on her face. The expression is followed almost instantly by one of thought. Co-ruler? A sort of double queen monarchy insted of a queen/king thing. Sure it never had been tried before. Why not?

Why not indeed, she could think of a million and one reasons why not but none of them compared with the why shoulds. I'd be honored Spirit.

((ooc:Da says i'm grounded, no clue why. Any way, I dont know when I'll be able to get back on. TTFN))

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[> [> [> [> [> .spirits live on. -- .spirit.of.the.water., 17:11:49 08/26/03 Tue [1]

Hope races through the blue 'ness' body. Reads the puzzlement, and understands it surely. Certain the other will refuse, the blue was not expected for the agreement on which the other had said. Elation sweeps through her body, 'the lights would not fail' being foremost thought.
Realizes the other might want a reply to the acceptance. But the blue could not think properly yet. Settles for really? great. thanks. Smiles.

(ouch, grounded. i'm pretty much grounded cause of school. nothin like taking all honors...)

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[> [> [> [> [> [> �Celtic Panther � -- Renegade, 09:57:53 08/29/03 Fri [1]

(Yuk, all honors? That's gotta be fun.)
I should be thanking you. So, partner, how are we gonna build a monarchy out of this? Any idea what to use for titles? We can't very well be calld Queens unless we're two different kinds. Panther sits back on her haunches, a look of though on her face. Any ideas?

(What do ya think? Should we do like a Queen 1 and queen 2 or like Spirit, the Queen of the Water and Spring Renegade the clerical Queen or something? I'll change the board but I'm not sure what to do with the positions chart and introduction. :) Oh, and I wont be on sunday, but I'll be here saterday morning and all day monday.)

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> .spirits live on. -- .spirit.of.the.water., 08:43:41 09/01/03 Mon [1]

The panther'ed had a point. What were the names to be? Not sure she curls up. And thinks. Thinking's hard. I might blow up a brain cell, she whispers.

(i dunno. Maybe Co-Queen for both of us. People are odd. ~refers to the strange little thing in the royals~ my e-mail is sugaredspiced@netscape.net )

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