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Date Posted: 21:02:52 09/18/02 Wed
Author: Redwood, Akartis, Gu, Washi, Dree, Phia Pride #2
Subject: I'm alive! No really... I am... or at least Redwood decides she dun like me anymore... >,<
In reply to: Seleth, Zoled, Liram, and Pride #1 's message, "We're BACK!" on 21:20:00 09/11/02 Wed

The three Korats' attentions stay on the Ayas as they emerge and are introduced, and Redwood matches names with scents before she adds markings to her mental classification of these new warriors. The big red grins and nods her broad muzzle, "Welcome to Terole, Anyanans. Glad to have you on our side." Akartis nods emphatically, Gu looks blank, but grins after a moment. So his mother respects these Aya-cretts that much? Hmmph.

Dree shoots Sina a wicked grin and winks at the younger...ish... Aya with one dark green orb. Identically-hued tailtuft twitches erratically, the Cano-Kiara's energy barely contained in the presence of so many cretts. Too many possible pouncees! She eyeballs the Dracai warily, then mutes her grin as much as possible at his expression. So what, she's easily amused.

Redwood nods to Taio. "It's alright." A calculating eye fixes on Collie's wild capering, and the Korat sighs mentally. I wish the old... the real... Collie were still here. He helped organize the last war, I believe. If it weren't for him... Akartis would not have been able to do it... this planet would've been destroyed, go her thoughts, gloomy but also with a steely edge of confidance. But I don't need his... her... hes help here. Not with hse frolicking around like a demented cub. This mental tirade ends with a decisive snort. Then her attention turns to the newly-arrived pilots.

"Welcome to Terole, pilots. Your aid is much appreciated," the Korat booms, grinning slightly and baring ivory fangs. Cold blue eyes take in the sigils of respect from all ten newly-come Vygun, and the red's gaze lingers longer on some than on others, but overall she is impressed. Of course, had she judged the quadrupeds this harshly, she would be far more disappointed in them than in these elites.

Washi, exhausted by keeping the Portal open for so long, tries not to show it as he seats himself next to Seleth. Tongue lolling, the Canis-Warrior attempts to catch his breath and calm his racing heart.

Migu, Rowi, and all the other Phias settle in a semi-circle, with aforementioned two at the center, and all of them facing the Governor. They watch, listen, and most importantly, file the information gathered into their razor-sharp minds.

[Can't do no more. Brain dying. Body sick. Gonna go now. Sorry bad post...]

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