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Post by Sheera on Sept 22, 2007 20:10:30 GMT -5
Grit's ivory teeth glinted red as blood flashed from his recent victim; a young Silver Mist fae. His eye glinted showing the same sinister gaze.
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Post by Destiny on Sept 22, 2007 20:19:50 GMT -5
Lust opened his maw in a snarl.His fangs were still ivory.
New Moon snarled as well much louder than Lust.her fangs were permenantly crimson frrom the blood of many wolven.Her scarlet blood staine dclaws unsheathed slashed the rocks surface.
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Post by Sheera on Sept 22, 2007 20:31:03 GMT -5
Grit didn't care. He just raised his tail and watched the pups. Blood Mist was growing and he would help it along.
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Post by Destiny on Sept 22, 2007 20:46:50 GMT -5
New Moon smirked.'Good grit has more malice and rebelliousness in him then I assumed.'new Moon chuckled.
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Post by Sheera on Sept 22, 2007 20:49:46 GMT -5
Grit waited. He knew his recruits would be here soon. He slowly walked to the middle of the clearing.
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Post by Destiny on Sept 22, 2007 20:51:59 GMT -5
"How much longer."New Moon questioned Lust.
"Not long now."murmered the small brute."Not long now."
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Sept 22, 2007 21:41:57 GMT -5
A silvery twosome paced around in the brush, unseen, unheard, unscented. They walked the same steps, completely in rythm together. They needed help, but not from Blood Mist...
(Someone post in my thread in the needs section!)
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Post by Sheera on Sept 22, 2007 21:46:18 GMT -5
(I will)
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