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Date Posted: 06:38:57 07/15/06 Sat
Author: Destiny & Jondolar
Subject: ::Butthead::
In reply to: Draco & Pasco 's message, "-no way-" on 17:13:57 07/14/06 Fri

Majic rose up on his hind limbs to meet Destiny's powerful lunge, wings outspread to keep his ballance. The collision sent the two fuzzballs rolling head over heels into the kitchen, where a playful wrestle ensued.

Jordan watched silently as Jondolar moved away from Draco, heading for the corner that had been his when last he had lived here. Only now the big gryffon's bedding was absent, leaving him only the carpeting to make his nap comfortable. The creature curled up in a ball, tucked his head uner a wing, and went promptly to sleep. A smile touched the woman's features before she turned back to Draco, smile fading at the site of his outstretched hands. She knew she shouldn't, but something within propelled her forward, and took his hands in her's. Now she stood there, staring down at him with wide eyes, uncertian what to do.

Five minutes after they had tumbled into the kitchen, Destiny returned through the door, head held high in triumph as she resumed her position on the back of hte couch. Majic followed after a moment later, head held low, tail drooping. He knows better than to mess with me. came the cocky, self assured comment from the jaguar.

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Replies:

-point?- -- Draco & Pasco, 01:05:13 07/16/06 Sun
- OOC>>> -- Jules, 13:42:50 07/16/06 Sun