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Date Posted: 16:49:35 03/13/02 Wed
Author: S'sha and Kylith || Channa and Wrelth
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In reply to: S'sha and Kylith || R'nos and Leth || Evelene and Palirth || T'yin and Viouth 's message, "And thus Threadfall ends!" on 17:31:28 03/10/02 Sun

*S'sha quirks a grin. "Thread-free straps? They would have to be metal, or stone." She removes her helmet, allowing sweat-darkened curls to fall around her face. The wind tosses the tendrils of hair back, keeping the tips away from the doctored score. "Your shoulder too?" One eyebrow rises and she mutters, "Our luck. Shoulders." Kylith swivels her wedge-shaped muzzle to peer at her bronze's tail. Do you need numbweed? she inquires of Jeneth. "Try padding your buckle, though I don't know how you managed to get scratched through your heavy wherhide," and she pokes T'ren's riding clothes.*

*The queenrider nods. "Yes, only one. We were lucky and the riders that flew were valiant in their efforts. It's just a matter of experience, T'ren. I've flown one Fall before this, but very few have flown that one that are left. Stupid casualties took so many from us between that Fall and this one." She scowls, frustrated. "Drills. Practice. Individual work." Shrugging, the rider heaves a sigh, careful not to move her wounded shoulder.*

*Channa manages a shaky smile for Wessae. "We do?" The slender, black-haired girl regards her taller and more muscular sister with slight surprise, before shrugging. Peering at the smelly pot of numbweed, she discovers it's still half-full and pauses, glancing at T'ren and Jeneth as though wondering if they need it as well.*

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Panic... -- T'yin and Viouth, 16:55:37 03/13/02 Wed
- ~^~ -- A'rak~Kadoth * Wessae~Shrineth, 21:39:38 03/13/02 Wed
  - ~*~ -- T'ren~Jeneth, 22:26:38 03/13/02 Wed