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Date Posted: 14:10:26 04/14/02 Sun
Author: Huttser
Subject: :.:Refuses:.:
In reply to: Stormy 's message, "defensive" on 11:26:31 04/14/02 Sun

:.:Nay, girl....His voice is swallowed in doubt, but certainly not cruelty, I will not leave, Stormy... he speaks on, watching the dragon's impressive flurry with uninterested eyes. In fact, the old wolf steps forwards, towards the snakish monster, and not away, But do not mistake me as a fool. Indeed, Emera and your child will be safe in Corron's hands....trust him, as I have already bestowed the task upon him. His chipped ears once again flick forwards, taking in Kavish's actions with a gentle humour. I know....him, it...yes, I know and comprehend his powers to be unmistaken....yet as I know this, I know myself....the creature can no less touch me than he can fly through solid crystal...Indeed, I am safe from his claws, and I have a meagre prediction that I will be needed here. The king.... He sighs, chest heaving like an exhausted windbag, laid open to the wind's absence...Corron must find him. Corron....I will trust him, yes....he must, even as the years passed stretch further... A brief silence is passed by him, and suddenly, he snaps his head to look sharply towards the dragon. Kavish! he barks angrily, a snarl growing inside of his aged throat. You and I shall or shall not remember those centuries past....nor shoudl we begin to understand the day I crossed this land under your rule! His tone cracks, becoming something of a fury. I am no hero! I am no warrior, but I am angry! My....by the magic left in these hollow bones, I will stand between thee and thine desire!:.:

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Replies:

nods -- Stormy, 14:59:51 04/15/02 Mon
- ~*~Silence~*~ -- Satine, 15:36:07 04/15/02 Mon
  - Desire?... -- Kavish, 21:13:36 04/16/02 Tue
    - :.:Calm:.; -- Huttser, 07:38:44 04/17/02 Wed
      - glance -- Stormy, 13:59:11 04/18/02 Thu
        :.:Interest:.: -- Huttser, 14:44:46 04/18/02 Thu
        confusion -- Stormy, 15:44:58 04/18/02 Thu
        ~*~Glance~*~ -- Satine, 16:05:51 04/18/02 Thu
    - :.:Calm:.; -- Huttser, 07:41:25 04/17/02 Wed