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Post by twistedillusions on Aug 8, 2006 14:36:14 GMT -5
cezador laid exostively on the ground her stomach bulging obviously with foal..she wiped sweat from her forhead and struggled to continue her endless search for a safe place to rest
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Post by Alluvia on Aug 8, 2006 15:23:13 GMT -5
Ronan slipped in quietly and carefully watched the centauress. Deciding that she needed help, he revealed himself, "Do not be alarmed."
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Post by twistedillusions on Aug 8, 2006 15:25:04 GMT -5
"what" she spat, saying this clearly out of he mind but taking a defensive mode
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Post by Alluvia on Aug 8, 2006 15:30:07 GMT -5
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Post by twistedillusions on Aug 8, 2006 15:31:10 GMT -5
"right" she said attepting to be sarcastic but it ended up as a sigh of pain
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Post by Alluvia on Aug 8, 2006 15:38:02 GMT -5
"Come," he commanded, holding out his hand to her.
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Post by twistedillusions on Aug 8, 2006 17:15:33 GMT -5
she got up slowly took a step toward ronan but did not take his hand
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Post by Alluvia on Aug 8, 2006 17:22:58 GMT -5
Withdrawing his hand, he started to walk out of the terra, but turned around to make sure that she was following.
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Post by twistedillusions on Aug 9, 2006 16:14:25 GMT -5
she followed but at a distance she was still trying to decide wether he was a threat or friend
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Post by Alluvia on Aug 9, 2006 16:18:37 GMT -5
"Keep up," he called back over his shoulder as he lead the way out of the terra and towards the Protected Cove.
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