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Date Posted: 01:03:58 07/29/04 Thu
Author: Catastrafy
Subject: =*=Rouge Lady=*=
In reply to: Azriel 's message, "-Azure Bound-" on 20:17:20 07/28/04 Wed

=*=With the virile's slacking possession of her, the ness was forced back into the reality of their very public, and growing venue. Ocules were torn from his engaging form to behold the mounting number of bodies that came to curse, and grace, these olden sands. B&C's beauty and commanding aura never ceased to amaze her, nor did the hope that seemed to be budding in the gaze of her raven Lead. The ivory hide of the the former Queen seemed, at first, almost a phantom of Light, her devoted blood odorous and innately alarming to this old Dark. But all ingrained hatred had long been stifled, for her atleast, as the rouge femme had seen the joy and comfort this vix brought to her dear friend. =*= The rosy structuring of her being now slid totally, and with some furtive regret, from the heat of her mate. A single paw lingered near his shoulder, now, her whip, brazen with its potent littering of weaponry, gliding past her muscled haunches. It clinked, hardly clumsily, with that of the brawn. Orbs, once vacant and cold, were now lustrous pools, fed with true sightings that could have been branded as "nostalgic". But it was the beast to her far right that had the rouge demoness' gaze grow even more capacious, and awe-struck. The cognizant form of her son, regal, fierce, and so resembling of his father, blinded the mother's eyes of any who stood about, as if a tunnel encircled only them. Irresolute with the speed her earthly limbs could bring her to him, a quick burst of her large pinions, though flawed, landed the fiery broad directly before her son. Many moments passed, idly spent starring into his captivating gaze. But she would let not others escape as her potent arms encircled him with a vehemence that could have only been spawned from the thought of lost love. Never would the world see the real vigor of joy and instinctual possessiveness she felt for the male. He too sported some battle-brought tarnishes, but his Dark soul was not one of them. Her hold loosened, impious paws encasing his wicked, and handsome face.=*=

You've returned. I wasn't sure I'd see this day, Tyrael, I really didn't.

=*=She dropped her talon clad members, letting his sinster magnificense wash over her. How he'd grown! She remembered when she had lead in size...but now...did he even exceed Azriel. She was sure, but she wouldn't dismiss the possibilty. =*= Pieces of the dragon's torn and tumultuous puzzle were falling back into place, though some were still yet to be found.=*=


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