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Date Posted: 03:46:49 07/14/03 Mon
Author: Renegade
Subject: § Celtic Panther §
In reply to: Rebellion 's message, "± Lose Yourself ±" on 11:59:32 07/13/03 Sun

.....................Face Thy Greatest Fear and Discover The Truth of Diablo................
'ness jerks alert the second his shadow is cast outside the cave. Once he speaks her name, she relaxes, recognising his voice. Neck is lain 'pon cave floor, cat ears swivel towards the ebon' drake. Although little more is done to acknowledge him, the feline had hoped he would come. The suddun change in her emotions toward him matched the oddity of her so suddunly adopting a child. For reasons unbeknownst to her, it felt more sane when another of her spontainious acts presented itself, in the sense she'd done something like this before...perhaps not of this magnitude, but of it's kind. Love was such a fickle thing, why was it she spent her life dancing in and out of it's contricting vines insted of allowing love to eat her whole. She'd alow the egg to capture her heart, but as for the ebon' buck...she'd just as soon kill him as kiss him so perhaps love was a strong word for what she felt. In any case, she'd learned to call him friend. At this comforting thought, her crania snakes around to curl up with the rest of her body, golden optics glinting up at the stud. Slowly, optic shades are drawn back over the glinting gold, causing her to fade into the cave until, once again, the golden lanterns shine out towards the drake like a beconing light in the heart of a storm.


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