Silence can be deadly. -- Territory North

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Date Posted: 20:14:59 04/12/03 Sat
Author: Tasiri
Subject: Silence can be deadly.
In reply to: Atumi 's message, "Tsk tsk. Someone didn't obey me. DIE." on 18:50:29 03/22/03 Sat

On a completely windless day, a furious breeze rockets through the tree tops, pale golden paws briefly hitting against slender branches too weak to bear a Chitter's weight before the wind moves on. Whitely silver claws don't mar the freshness of new, regenerated bark and a small tailblade of the same hue sparkles so brightly in the filtered sunlight that it appears to be a shooting star. Mottled black-and-pink nose sniffs the warm air and the blur switches direction, heading northward in the same silence in which she came. Amethyst gaze flickers with a steely intensity and soon lock on one black form, surrounded by many others. Uncaring of what may be happening, the petite tan lets herself fall from her altitude of a few hundred feet, softening her fall by drawing her sharply-curved blade along the stony bark of the nearest tree. Sparks glittering behind her, Tasiri lands soundlessly at the outer edges of the circle. Fearlessly, she pushes past the students to face Atumi, the shine in her eyes speaking louder than words ever could. Almost as an afterthought, slender, pointed ears flatten to a streamlined skull and the tan snorts softly.

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