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Subject: Hello Matey!

Author: Lyla Jones

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 10:31:49 08/29/09 Sat In reply to: Ezra 's message, "Ahoy there, stranger!" on 01:12:01 08/29/09 Sat (no worries! She was a fox! Sorry if it wasn’t clear) He spoke and her ears bounced higher on the top of her head. He was talking to her. So, obviously he knew she was a shifter. She couldn’t hear the mental debate he was having. If she’d known he wasn’t sure of her species she would have turned tail and ran for all she was worth. But instead she decided to put her brave face on (as if) and shift back into her former stature. She moved only slightly from her spot while the air around her grew denser. It shimmered slightly and became so thick it was hard to see the white fox through the haze. The entire shift took only a few minutes and as the air thinned back out Lyla stood in human form. Her strawberry blonde hair, long and silky, cascaded over her shoulders to hide bare breasts. She was naked from head to toe. Her body as pale as the fox’s pelt had been. Her eyes locked on the male. She stood still for a moment to regain composure. She had never shifted so rapidly before and her head was heavy with the weight of it. Once stable, she bolted. The stairs had been to her right and now she retreated behind her to the nearest abandoned restroom. She’d hidden her clothes there. She redressed quickly, her hands shaking from fear of the male’s presence. He had startled her and her heart beat rapidly to provide enough oxygen to her shaking hands. When she emerged she moved with deliberation. “What do you want?” it came out snappy but it was only the fear that had crept into her throat. “Who are you?!” She breathed in. “What are you?!” Where was Verda? She was the only one Lyla trusted. Heck, she was the only one Lyla knew. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject	Author	Date
I'm trying to think of something awesome to write here.	Ezra	09:11:43 08/31/09 Mon
Well, did you? -- Lyla, 06:50:34 09/01/09 Tue No, sadly not. -- Ezra, 08:17:02 09/12/09 Sat Well, maybe if I can let go of my attitude we could be friends?? -- Lyla, 09:37:10 09/13/09 Sun I guess it could work. -- Ezra, 13:57:56 09/13/09 Sun Does that mean that you're really not interested in friendship? -- Lyla, 04:43:49 09/14/09 Mon Rather on the contrary, actually. -- Ezra, 12:22:44 09/16/09 Wed Well, paint me delighted. -- Lyla, 15:58:11 09/16/09 Wed