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Date Posted: 00:20:11 04/02/05 Sat
Author: Westar
Subject: Whoo, go Velvet! *loves the tiny*
In reply to: Velvet 's message, "No people, let's be smart and bring it off..." on 20:26:43 04/01/05 Fri

Staying prudently back from the flying talons, Westar snaps his jaws once, decisively, in response to Romana's shrieks. He'll show her that blues are nothing to be ashamed of! Banking abruptly as she drops back into the trees, he dives after her, midnight-blue wings folding briefly against his back as he falls past the top layer of leaves and twigs, then sweeping out again to steady him before he plummets too far into the greenery. Blazing through the trees, he does his best to follow Romana's path, keeping a more level altitude than the lovely green, though he doesn't hesitate to engage in his own fair share of vertical maneuvers. Under a branch, whipping around a tree-trunk so closely that one wingtip scrapes the bark, folding his wings in for a second and letting momentum carry his streamlined form through a loop of vine, then extending them again to skim low over the ground, dodging a boulder... the environment provides plenty of room for fancy flying, without having to make up purely decorative acrobatics. Westar croons deep in his throat as he flies, spinning red eyes casting about for every glimpse of Romana's glowing hide. Closer, closer, so he can see her better, so she can't lose him in the underbrush and get away....

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