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Date Posted: 01:12:22 06/30/02 Sun
Author: Sard/Reul
Subject: Entrada

The undergrowth near the Glade rustles softly, and then a tall Dwi steps out of it, his pale blue and lavender hair seeming odd against his darkly tanned skin, his silver eyes watching his companion worriedly. Since they had arrived here, Reul had not said a single word� Not like she talked a lot in the first place. Her ebony eyes had seemed distant, unfocused, and the small, slender Dwi had often looked like she was not truly there� He sighs, and shakes his head lightly, dismissing the thoughts, but he can�t keep from worrying over his beloved little sister� She is so small! Even for a thirteen-year-old, he knows that she will most likely never grow above the height she is at now, but hopefully she will fill out more. He gently holds her delicate hand in his own, feeling like a blundering bear holding a doll hand in its powerful paw. He sighs, and guides her gently along towards the Glade once again, watching out for both his own footing and hers. As they enter, Sard lets go of her hand, and bows to the Wytti there, his form respectful, while Reul just sorta stands there and stares off into nowhere. He sighs, watching her, a slight frown creasing his eyebrows, and then forces a soft smile to the others, and then opens his hands, the gifts to the Wytti and her Bonded resting in his hands.

A glittering charm rests in one hand, obviously meant to be worn as an earring. The crystal is finely cut and faceted, the workmanship exquisite. And on the other hand� Is a larger version of the same thing, but obviously meant for a Wytti. Sard half holds his breath, hoping that the gifts will be accepted by the two. Meanwhile, Reul�s faint attention has been attracted by the Plenyts, and she blinks once, her ebony eyes clearing partially of their glaze, and fixing upon the young ones. She tilts her head to the side, and then crouches down, extending her hand to them, making a clicking sound with her tongue... There is something about the Plenyts which attracts her attention, her deep red hair flowing around her emancipated form as she waits to see if any of them will deign to notice her�

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... -- Jallya::Cariad, 17:32:23 06/30/02 Sun
- ~+~ -- Sard/Reul, 18:52:19 06/30/02 Sun