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Date Posted: 21:43:06 11/29/02 Fri
Author: �The Storm�
Subject: �Keep-Your-Eye-On-The-Storm�
In reply to: Frost Bite 's message, "*female looks at him a moment and gazes off a moment. Home? She had never thought of the place as such. They had hated her from the start and she had almost gotten kicked out. Treated like dirt. After a little while she convinces herself though voice was a little shaky* Fine *female stands and turns to leave. She hesitates and looks back* Good-bye Storm. *looks over at the other members then shakes head and leaves*" on 18:57:55 11/29/02 Fri

�Nightmare�
�From-The-Past�

�lupine watched as the female turned to leave, slight movement was made from the male towards the femmora to stop her, but figure hesitated. haunches came to rest upon the sod as short yip was sounded.�

Goodbye Frost Bte...

�I'm-In-Your-Dreams�
�Nightmare-From-The-Past�

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*looks behind her once to his words. She made her eyes cold though it was getting harder all the time. She snarls at him, hoping he wouldnt notice that it had lost its bite to it. She felt sick inside and disapered from sight, not heading in direction of "home" yet somewhere else* (NT) -- Frost Bite, 23:20:08 11/29/02 Fri