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Post by Damaria on Dec 3, 2005 20:12:36 GMT -5
Damaria cringed openly as her boot sunk a good four inches into the mud below her. She could hear the shrieks of laughter from the faeries above her. She scowled and pulled out her dagger from the sunken boot. The added weight made her sink even further into the puddle. She was almost to the top of her boot when the creatures whizzed out of their tree tops frantically. Damaria almost went pale. Faeries only feared werewolves. She gulped and tried to pull free of the puddle, but she was stuck fast. She tried to use her magic to get herself out, but she couldn't. She wasn't emotional enough.
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Post by Darkishwolf ♥ on Dec 3, 2005 20:17:56 GMT -5
Running throgh the forest, madly like wildfire.. Torin always did things like this, just to feel the chill air ruffle his black fur. Paws clenched the dirt, pulling himself faster and faster the scents of darkness filling his nostrils.. He stopped, sharp claws leaving indents in the dirt behind him as he braked.. He lifted hisnose to the air, smelling fear, he then ran towards it, not liking how desperate it smelled... Faster and faster, trees fading into the background, then stopped. An exiled elf was in front of him, appearing to be sinking into mud. He looked up hearing annoying shrieking laughter from creatures he had no paitence for.. He snapped at them, grolwing visciously, his lips curled back revealing enormously large canines..
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Post by Damaria on Dec 3, 2005 20:20:48 GMT -5
Snap! Her magic was working. She blew the wolf back with a ferocious wind and freed herself from the puddle. Her knife was out and she awaited battle. She glanced at it, and it became a thin, sharp sword. She stood ready and alert. Her eyes were ice. The faeries went silent.
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Post by Darkishwolf ♥ on Dec 3, 2005 20:25:12 GMT -5
He growled, was this some kind of stupid trap..? He only came to help.. He snapped at her, 'I'm not going to fight you...' He said in a toungue most creatures could speak and understand, and glared at her through slits.. He sighed, calming down, he had paitence and would use it..
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Post by Damaria on Dec 3, 2005 20:27:41 GMT -5
Damaria bit her lower lip in a ready stance. "Then go away then!" she snapped back in the same tongue. She glared at the wolf coldly. Her sword gleamed and she rolled her shoulders.
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Post by Darkishwolf ♥ on Dec 3, 2005 20:30:40 GMT -5
Torin laughed, he couldn't help it, it just escpaed.. 'Fine whatever.. I thought you were in need, I smelt fear.. Obviosly it came from you, fear doesn't get any sweeter than an elf's anyways..' He shrugged wolflike, turned then padded off.. Knowing it was unwise to turn your back on any creature who lived here, but it was unwise to even live here..
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Post by Damaria on Dec 3, 2005 20:37:24 GMT -5
Damaria glared at his back and threw her knife at him. She had deliberately aimed above his head, so it embeded itself in the tree before him. It stayed there quivering. She didn;t like being accused of being afraid.
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Post by Darkishwolf ♥ on Dec 3, 2005 20:39:48 GMT -5
He kept his pace, padding calmly forward, aware that a knife had just ben thrown directly above his head.. He knew to use caution, 'Anger won't solve any problem, especially when theres none to be solved..' He flicked his tail boredly..
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Post by Damaria on Dec 3, 2005 20:43:50 GMT -5
"Yes, but i can use my magic when I'm angry," she said and lifted himinto the air with a quick spell. She flipped him over on his back and retrieved her knife from the tree. It returned to her hand and she dropped him.
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Post by Darkishwolf ♥ on Dec 3, 2005 20:49:16 GMT -5
He lay still on the ground, the wind had been knocked out of him and a sharp light pain was pulsing in his back.. Though he was thankfull, he had forgotten what pain felt like physically.. For awhile he lay there, then turn to his side, slowly, purposefully getting up.. He shook himself, then looked at this exiled elf... 'Well, then I guess you can...' He sighed, 'But it still won't solve anything...'
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Post by Damaria on Dec 3, 2005 20:54:44 GMT -5
"Show your real self," she said and lifted him up again, "Or I'll drop you from the very top of the tallest tree here." The fairies snickered at that.
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Post by Darkishwolf ♥ on Dec 3, 2005 21:00:13 GMT -5
'Go ahead, I don't really care.. I need the pain anyways..' He said, shrugging carelessly.. 'Though if you asked me nicely...' he added, hoping maybe she would get it.. Probably not though.. 'But if you don't, do what you must...'
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Post by Damaria on Dec 3, 2005 21:06:00 GMT -5
Damaria glared at him. "I'd rather kill you than ask you nicely," she said and dropped him again. She clutched her knife. "I'm not a nice kind of person."
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Post by Darkishwolf ♥ on Dec 3, 2005 21:14:23 GMT -5
'Well thats out of the question... I'm already dead...' He said as he got up slowly again.. He faced her, waiting for her worst.. Knowing it was coming..
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Post by Damaria on Dec 3, 2005 21:16:24 GMT -5
"You can still die," she snapped and her dagger gleamed.
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