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Date Posted: 10:38:22 01/26/02 Sat
Author: A Jine, Korats, Heifias
Subject: Decision...
In reply to: Minmons, a Jine 's message, "A bugle..." on 22:05:46 01/11/02 Fri

The chase continues, now out of sight and sound of both groups. Tar's initial burst of speed got her away quickly enough, but Korats are faster than Jines and it was pure luck that none had stopped her before she reached the forest. Panting, she flicks her ears backwards, hearing the black Korat catch up to her quickly. -So, Malf, you'll be the one to kill me?- she calls over her shoulder, dodging trees and, against her will, losing momentum. The male growls, his long limbs propelling him after the femme. But he doesn't answer, and Tar feels a glint of hope. Scenting the wind, she veers sharply left, barely dodging a tree, before giving a loud, strong howl. Here's hoping the Terolians aren't deaf, she mutters to herself, listening to Malf increase his pace after her.

In reply to TFD, the Heifia nods. "Wise choice," he says tonelessly. A rustle behind the group elicit a few wary snarls from the males, but the only thing to emerge is a young, rather long-legged Korat. Jisz nods to his son. -Julo, Egnaro.- The smaller red and the tan male look at their leader curiously. -Follow them. If they turn back this way, howl us and kill them. Lannos and Jiol will go to your aid, though I doubt you'd need it,- Jisz continues, naming the other black male and one of the bigger Heifias. Egnaro tilts his narrow muzzle. -We are to stay hidden?- The big Korat nods, and without further question, the young red and tan male take off at a fast clip, trailing the Terolians with absolute silence. The wind is with them, blowing back against their faces, and Egnaro's pale hide camoflauges him against the pale grass, as does Julo's against the dark shadows. A warbling howl reaches them in Jisz's voice. -And, if they continue on, kill the black canine anyway.- Both Korats glance at each other, Egnaro nodding to show his agreement, and they continue their lope.

Julo, his limber frame shaped more like a black's than a true red's, looks about him curiously. There was a dimly familiar scent... probably one of the strangers they were tracking. Something about a Quomai hunt, and his aunt's friends...? He can't quite place it, and with a mental shrug he worries no more of it.

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Re: Decision... -- SF, 16:13:26 01/26/02 Sat
- Re: Decision... -- Granth, 17:22:59 01/26/02 Sat
  - *warning* -- TFD, 19:00:12 01/26/02 Sat
    - re: *warning* -- Tiesha, 11:33:25 01/27/02 Sun