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Enchancee
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Date Posted: 08:01:12 04/23/03 Wed
In reply to:
Khastin
's message, "Re: You're going down." on 22:43:14 04/22/03 Tue
() Seeing the beast turning and coming back for her, she first complained about this horrid white coat that gave her away so easily, then she prayed for Khastin's safety has he fell, then it was her own fear that forced her body forward. She knew she would never outrun the beast by turning around south, but she knew if she charged the beast at his own game, she could slip somewhat gracefully under those massive paws. It would have to be timed perfectly, but hopefully, with her under him- he'd twist in attempt to step on her. That was the plan, but when he attempted to step upon her- she wouldn't be there. And with any luck what-so-ever he would trip over his own feet and fall to the bitter earth. Maybe with his size reduced, they might be able to get more done. It was all she could hope. Her fear kept other thoughts from her mind. She had her own silent mission to finish. Charging forth she called more attention to herself now then ever. She must keep the beast’s attention upon her colorless pelt. Moments passed faster then they should have, and before long she was pulling back silently. She had to time it, his paw had to be up long enough for her to slip under it and into her secret. As his paw raised, she dove...it was only her hope that kept her forward. She wasn’t sure if the time was right, but she had no choice. She was here at the forked road and a decision had to be made. With a last glance of her amber eyes to the clearing about her, she dove. Just as she had seen from the distance before, there was a large fox hole under the beast. Diving into this, she protected herself from his massive paws. But the roof was thin, would it hold for her- or break upon her? Did it really matter? ()
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