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Date Posted: 20:03:16 04/18/02 Thu
In reply to:
Malussinn
's message, "Black mane whipping around his neck, he steps into the territory." on 13:29:04 03/27/02 Wed
[OOC- No equine head, sorry deary. And not a scaley body. A horned head, a maned head, and a whip like tail, with a furred body. I did not make up this creature. Hint: I'm a great lover of Greek myths.]
With remarkable agility the creature changes directions in a blink of an eye and bounds towards its target: DOL. Jaws gape as it tries to take the mare in a stride.
[To the 'yes'? I can't precisely understand that my dear....]
The storm recoils from the beam...and then wraps around it. With a gurgling sound it absorbs the magic and suddenly the creature at the other end of the black rope swells to at least another quarter of its height. Meaning to say that it is noticeably bigger than before. Hint hint.
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