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Date Posted: 01:15:51 12/12/02 Thu
Author: §ilent §olitude
Subject: -Silent As Death-
In reply to: Band 's message, "-quickened death-" on 19:18:07 12/11/02 Wed

±vix watches thee brute's fighting for a moment,watching Band slinks away.then the 'fae leaps fro' 'er hiding place in thee shadows,snarling tis birth'd fro' her larynx,hate gleaming in 'er lampas.where the fatale stands tis but a medium towering wolfess with ribs that appear as though they are about to burst out o' 'er flesh,and long,shaggy,unkept fur lay in 'er lampas an' tis matted all o'er 'er bodice.a bullet wound tis placed deep into 'er shoulder,yet fully healed.pinna jitter 'pon 'er crania,sword slashes angrily 'hind she.knives are shown as rims part fro' they,flounce bristling.± Back off Yiakar!You are as worthless as your father,Ferdieland!Go home to him and Kosses!Leave Band alone,even if my journey twas long,my loyalty to thee one cursed as Band never wavers.Your wimpy sister tis still alive aswell,yet I cannot say the same for your aunt,Gentle Silk... ±thee virago makes a flase lunge for his throat,then lowers just in time,knives aiming for thy wee vagabond's left foreleg.is that a crunch o' bone?Or is that 'er imagination?soon after the femmora's attempt is made she swiftly darts away to what she feels is safety,watching thee bairn hungrily like that o' a starved amazon.±

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