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Date Posted: 22:12:56 06/03/02 Mon
Author: the mime
Author Host/IP: 152.163.213.49
Subject: even the sparkle in the gold can never last.
In reply to: Naamah 's message, "Silence Can Be Golden" on 21:42:54 06/03/02 Mon

a mental wince is suppressed as he realizes that she will not leave when he must let the dragon out for a little play time. light smirk settles upon his lips and he nuzzles her softly, offering her a look of mischief. "is it something naughty?" he asks her in a hopeful voice, and after hearing her response (sorry for the power play) he turns to the food, jaws extending and teeth ravenously sinking into his prey, tearing the meat from the bones, low toned growling of pleasure resounding through his vocals as he swallows hunks of the food. after a rather graphic display of tearing meat and getting blood all over his black and white pelt he finishes, cleansing his muzzle with his rough tongue and then beginning the cleaning process once again, casting a side glance at her as he once more takes the eternal cold and tosses it back in it's cage, mentally telling it to be happy for the exercise and telling it not to expect such a liberty next time. it merely snarls at him and laughs, a horrible laugh of amusement. i hate you.n in a loathing mental voice, black eyes glittering as they fall upon his mate, the traces of blood already removed from his now impeccable hide...seeking repulsion in her body language.

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