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Date Posted: 18:57:30 11/15/05 Tue
Author: Yasha
Subject: Heartbreaker (Let's jog some activity!)

An eccentrically glowing wing of gold slipped silently out of the depths of between, far from unnoticeable. The gleaming crimson gaze blazed with passion as the delicate throat opened to allow a scream of pure emotion, and the wings beat hard against the wind to push it aside, out of her way. The gold had grown large since the moment of her birth, and the tail and wings acted now as swift, efficient yet beautiful flight aids, so that her awkward flight of a child was replaced with the grace of a goddess, her heritage, the Gold. Now, all those practices, all her experience would come down to the test.

Screaming in her pure might, the beauty dove hard towards a gathering of small mice. Grabbing hard into the flesh of the largest, she felt the ecstasy of blood on her talons, the intoxicating smell of warm meat. She dropped it hard on the ground, breaking its neck in the process, and pounced at her kill. She attempted a gorge, but felt a strange sort of instinct in the back of her mind. Why should she waste her time with the entire fleshy substance when she could just take the wonderful blood, the life-fluid she craved? Feeling it was important to stay light and lithe—though she had yet to understand why—she brought her fangs gently, almost lovingly to the neck of the creature, and sucked it dry. Feeling a sudden rush of energy like a drug, she eagerly sought out another, and did likewise. Within moments, she had taken three field mice and was considering a fourth, but suddenly the blood didn’t appeal to her any longer.

Now, she wanted to fly. And she wanted to fly long, hard, and fast.

Spreading her great wingspan, which was much longer than a normal flit’s in her growth, she gave a mighty down-sweep at the same time she sprung out with her back talons, sending her rushing into the air at inhuman speed (which could easily be expected from a flit, when thought about). Feeling a sweet ripple of emotion though her body, she gave a strong, unwavering call of challenge. Challenge for what she had yet to know, but she was acting upon instinct and impulse now, and it had worked beautifully for her so far. She screamed again in pure bliss, and ripped through the air desperately. For once, she had the wonderful envision of males of every colour and size chasing her, and she evaded them easily in her mind’s eyes. Well, maybe she’d just have to make that come true!

Let anyone try... Yasha was ready for them!

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