Date Posted:12:05:37 05/28/02 Tue Author: L'mara - Zatenth Subject: {evil enter button} In reply to:
L
's message, "Re: +A Bit Late+" on 12:03:07 05/28/02 Tue
L'mara held in a groan as she glanced around quickly. Thread was starting to fall down through the wing of Dragons, falling down into the ground, burrowing it's way into the ground, killing all that it touched. Just by glancing down from the height that she was up now, she could see at least two such burrows. Zatenth bugled out her concern, twirling on wingtip to breath the flames upon the Thread falling at her back side, tail swishing back and forth in the air to keep her in place as the Green flew.
