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Date Posted: 20:37:47 08/05/03 Tue
Author: Shula, Atumi, Erashun, and Tew
Subject: ...

((OOC Note~ This may seem kinda strange, but for whomever wants them, I'm sure you can find a few unconscious but mostly intact/whole Korats laying on the battlefield if you wants a char of Wureshi's seed... It'd make for an interesting plotline/character. I'd take one personally, but uhm... already got too many. ^_^;; That said, please pardon my writing... brain = mush.))

Wureshi's blood-slick muzzle jerks out of the way of Erashun's crimson blade, dodging death by a millimeter for the hundreth time. The knowledge that none of his children are able to fight any longer pierces the steel-trap mind, formerly only focused on killing the massive white... and the pale-eyed black flinches internally, though no physical movement betrays this. The pack second snarls, nonetheless recognizing what the killer will now do, and he hurls his entire muscular frame forward with all the speed he has left.

But even Erashun isn't quick enough to stop the black. Wureshi's summoned grey-tinged Portal envelops his powerful frame and Erashun passes through its ghostly after-image as it vanishes... taking the killer with it. The white scowls at nothing, suddenly feels his exhaustion and agony, and staggers. Even such a taxing battle is not enough to bring him down, however, and the proud 'second remains upright.

Shula's reddish eyes open slowly, heavy muzzle resting on limp, half-numb forepaws. Next to him, Tew doesn't move, even when the big red rises. The pack leader is still and silent for a long, long moment, gaze flicking from one Korat to the next, from one corpse to another.

Atumi seems to have vanished from the scene, but a faint mental voice is heard only by Noni. Good job, mri'dyn... But the black himself is nowhere to be found.

Silver and mahogany gazes meet, Erashun bowing his head to the red. But there's nothing to say, so Shula doesn't bother trying to force eloquence out of his uncouth mind; the three masters left on the battlefield simply help those too wounded to walk back to the clearing. The rest of the pack will no doubt follow, or go to an equally secure place to heal. There is nothing left to do here...

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