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Date Posted: 02:24:00 02/21/03 Fri
Author: Erashun
Subject: ((tiny droplets of ice flung into the wind and across a freshly-blooming meadow))
In reply to: Jysulehn: whose eyes are actually gold... who'da thunk it, Yoshi, Zrego 's message, "Dah.. I got two big fat F's on my Korat Exam... WAH!" on 01:52:44 02/21/03 Fri

The maned white takes due note of Jysulehn's internal conflict, casting a gaze her way with only smiling eyes, long muzzle held in a neutral expression. Yoshi, however, earns herself a full and gentle smile with her answer, her truth. And he accepts it in full, dropping his bearded snout lower in a bow-nod. Silver orbs sparkle and seem to radiate whole-hearted approval towards both red and white femmes as Erashun settles to his haunches, recognizing that urge to stay still while thinking, though he has always thought best while moving. Such is the way of the nomad. An eartassle is flicked lightly and the white lends his attention to Zrego as the youth stands.

Erashun's expression does not alter as Zrego speaks, remaining as silent and attentive as he had been for the others. His snow-hued eyes meet eyes of the evening in compassion and understanding, unspoken yet clear. In silence, the white rises to his paws and approaches the striped, canting his muzzle downwards and letting a mere inch separate black noses. Whitely silver blade, a harsh triangle but icily smooth along the razor-sharp edge, swings forward, presenting itself in an offer of... not training, not even companionship... but brotherhood, something not offered easily. Something never offered.

"Then you, my son, will most need what I have to give. There is a fine line between revenge for deaths and revenge for life. You give him power over you by your fear and your hatred." The white leans forward ever-so-slightly as his voice deepens and takes on a richer, more expressive tone, profound silver gaze locked onto Zrego's. "If you are willing, Zrego, I can help you understand." Even though little space separates the two males, Erashun's soft breath can hardly be felt. "And if it is within my power, it will not be you who destroys Wureshi." This said not with pride, nor arrogance, nor competition's solid edge... a soft, quiet statement of fact, of empathic reassurance. Of understanding and unbiased acceptance.

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