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Date Posted: 11:59:00 05/14/05 Sat
Author: D'van(Brath)
Subject: ^Never^Here^Never^More
In reply to: Riath, Brath 's message, "Fifteen and sixteen!" on 01:13:57 05/14/05 Sat

Davan hardly looked up when the yellowy-green hatched, as he was smiling down at Mrush. He couldn't believe how perfect it seemed, having attached a fire lizard at long last. His lips were curved in a contented smile as he stroked the sleeping green's folded and still damp wing.

I'm Brath and you're D'van. I hunger.

Davan- or, rather, D'van- hadn't even noticed the brown hatching. His dark eyes widened as he realized that the voice was speaking to him.

'Me?' he mouthed, strong mistrust in his mental voice. Mrush stirred, and creeled softly at the tumult of confused emotions that poured to her from D'van.

Who else, D'van? Or do you see someone else named Davan-turned-D'van here? the brown butted the reluctant former Lord Holder in the midrift.

Wh- oh wow! If Father could see me now! D'van finally realised it was the honest truth- he had Impressed a brown. True, a smallish, egg-slime coated brown who desperately neeed an actual bath, but he was no longer Davan, former Lord Holder of Bitra. He was D'van, rider of brown Brath!

Who's this 'Father' you speak of? Can we go now, I hunger! Brath asked, somewhat peevishly.

Someone I'm very glad to be rid of, Brath. Let's go to the bowl, then we'll ask directions to the Perches. We need to clean you up a bit before we can choose a weyr. Davan curled his left arm protectively around Mrush's small frame, and placed a light hand on the crest of his Brath's neck.

((w00t!!!!! I was beginning to doubt he'd Impress!))

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Happy happy joy joy! Happy happy joy joy! *tail smack* Ow. -- Y'shiro and Riath, 15:46:59 05/24/05 Tue