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Subject: () the phantom hath return () Author: Enchancee [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 16:39:52 06/28/03 Sat In reply to: Astra 's message, ".the teetering waif." on 12:38:08 06/28/03 Sat () Colorless dame entered with a grace all her own. Like an angel from that cloudy above, she wavered through the woods unparsed by the sounds that filled her perked ears. Her current gate was at two beats, a low and steady trot. She sniffed along as she pranced, in search of her other not found children. The males had been accounted for, and the littlest of the litter fought to keep up with her mother. Enchancée often stopped to let the littlest one rests. The runt looked so much like her mother she would soon be mistaken for Enchancée herself once she grew into her paws and large ears. Now, Enchancée paused to let her daughter break. The mother sat her hide against the earth, ears and eyes alert for her last child. A soft cry was echoed from her lungs into the crisp air, wavering through the tree’s newly bloomed leaves. ‘Astra? Where has my daughter gotten too?’ Her tones quivered with a promise of a meal and game. She was blissfully unaware of her daughter’s feelings, but had she known what raced threw her beloved child’s mind; she’d do anything to change her mind. Astra was a leader; anti social was not a quality for such a lead to have. It was Enchancée soul job to ensure that Astra became the rightful leader of the land. Enchancée wouldn’t be around forever, nor would she try. It was Astra’s throne; Enchancée was just keeping it warm until she was of age. But did Astra know this? () [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date [s]heeza double edged sword. Astra 17:34:04 06/28/03 Sat Rock the boat. -- Dage, 22:28:58 06/30/03 Mon () Naughty Naughty() -- Enchancee and Cerus, 22:00:15 07/01/03 Tue