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Date Posted: 15:08:07 05/21/02 Tue
Author: Kain-Lunima {Zahjohi}
Subject: ~!@#$%^&*()_+

Crouching high atop the highest hill in the outskirts is the tall, black figure, cloak draped protectively over her form, and unproportional dragonwings half-furled as the Khet gazes out to the horizon, where the city of humans lay. Soon the time would come to raid. The dark-hued crett shifts her weight and leans further back onto her tail. She blinks her lone eye, mentally reliving how she came across the blindness of the other. Giving a little shiver, not for the biting cold, the Khet glances around, looking for her Ally. Yet the Fyhat finds her, first, along with her pet fyhk. The black-feathered beast flies at a breakneck speed straight for Kain, blasting past her a few spans before backwinging into a graceful landing. Lunima nudges Kain a few times, and Zahjohi hops onto her shoulder to croon and hunker.
Kain, Byhabguqah's clutch has hatched! Let us go and see!
~I hope Glyna and Lhaat aren't there. I do not like those two.
~Neither do I. Be nice if we must confront them, though.
~'Nice' isn't in my vocabulary.
Then just don't be too mean.
~Deal.
The coal-hued biped rises gracefully to her feet, giving the black-dark silver Fyhat and the silver-and-midnight blue fhyk some loving strokes before settling above Lunima's wings. Zah curls up in Kain's lap, now, for the great dark dragon-bird is ready to move. Fast. Her feathered-and-scaled legs begin to work back and forth, long wings spread, and the Fyhat is soon tearing at insane speeds toward the mountains. The bridge is up ahead, and Lunima gives an almighty leap to clear it-- as well as the guard's head-- totally. Upon landing, she doesn't falter a pace as she begins to move again. The sentry blinks after them, puzzled, as they make their way toward the Chamber.

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