Into the Land of Gods -- Territory North

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Date Posted: 20:29:31 03/05/03 Wed
Author: Numi
Subject: Into the Land of Gods
In reply to: Atumi 's message, "Back again for another day of pain, eh?" on 19:57:22 02/07/03 Fri

Silence transforms into the soft rustle of glossy fur as a young Korat halts at the territorial boundaries. Sleek ears perk and bright eyes sweep the area; short, heavy breaths are taken in quick sequence to scent the slight breeze. This must be it. With a deep breath, the black steps across the border, ears splaying backwards in an instinctive flinch. Pearl-hued claws inadvertently grip the soil with each tentative step forwards, deeper into the lands of the greatest Korats alive. She begins to push herself into a brisk but wary trot, sculpted muzzle swiveling constantly to keep a thorough watch around her. Settling for just a few moments into an even, fluid gait, Numi sniffs again, and detects a group of Korats up ahead. Nerves tingling and polished blade hovering over her rump cautiously, she approaches.

The first thing she sees is a black spire of rock, twenty feet high. The scent of other Korats is very strong at this point, and it takes but a moment for her to spot four other blacks, only one a female. Ears still canted back, though not flattened, she forces her tail low and trots up to the group, circling half-round them to eyeball them all. One is blind, and one has such jagged scars across his throat that she deems him a warrior. The female seems competent enough, but it is the third black male that makes her freeze in her pace. This must be the famed black, Atumi. Unbidden, her tail drifts low enough that the pearly blade clinks on the hard ground and she stares mutely at the male before managing speech. Despite her awe, she maintains an even, respectful tone.

"My name is Numi. I have come here to train."

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Replies:

Two new students. Bwahaha. Be afraid. -- Atumi, 19:34:03 03/06/03 Thu

Knew I had it in me -- Arukit, 23:30:16 03/07/03 Fri

He dun like me... waahhh! -- Numi, 18:50:30 03/08/03 Sat

Can we join? ^^ -- Raydiehl~Durorger, 19:39:16 03/21/03 Fri
- Erk...Durorger goes off to the right place now, 'cause I was bad and didn't read the rules...Ehehe. -- Raydiehl~Durorger, 11:07:34 03/22/03 Sat
Faded out briefly -- Arukit, 20:29:22 03/25/03 Tue