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Date Posted: 19:20:16 08/27/02 Tue
Author: *Fonce~Malvado
Author Host/IP: 205.188.208.165
Subject: \\No Mercy//
In reply to: *Fonce~Malvado^Damon 's message, "\\No Mercy// \\Gone...That'll Be Me//" on 16:27:39 08/14/02 Wed

*Fatale Lupines optics fall to the son that remained with her. A slight smile came across this evil face, "I thank thee for remaining with me."

~Young yet wise he was, he was evil as they come but had more second thoughts than his leaving sibling. No smile creased the lips of the darkblooded grey/silverish canine, a simple nod of respect was givin to his dam, "I shall not leave until thou is secure, though I know you shalt really need me. We must be moving onward, now." His optics fell twards the terrian known as Ziza, it seemed of a good start.

*Grey fatale nodded keeping silent, the shadows of evil kept close to her being as they seemed to whisper in harsh demon voices. Her silent limbs carried her quickly at the trot twards Ziza. She was gorgeous and possesed with the beauty she inherited from her own devilish self.

~Looking once again at his surroundings he came after his mother carrying his body at a simple slow trot.

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