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Post by * Merr on Jun 25, 2009 21:57:30 GMT -5
As the sun reached high over the vast, large oaks, its rays peeked into their leaves, gliding itself down to make everything shine. Once the rays were down off the trees, they landed upon the bright, bloomed flowers. The colors boomed to life, spreading what seemed like a mini rainbow across the ground. What ever could cause such beauty? Mother Nature could. In fact, only She could make such rays fly and crash ever so gracefully. Under the large oaks was a rather large wolf. Not just a wolf, however. A unique one, with a pelt that was so white, it dazzled when the rays danced upon its pelt. Such a pelt, however, had dirt spots, like the creature has been gliding through the forest itself. Even though it had dirt spots, and looked greasy, it still sparkled when Mother Nature gently touched it.
A sudden leaf fell from the great oak, and landed upon the wolf's nose. The nose was pitch black, and it sniffled and huffed. The leaf hardly made a move. It seemed like it was just resting there, waiting, just waiting to be touched. Its wish would come soon. The eyes of the creature slowly showed themselves. The color was such a bright emerald, even in the little shade that the leaves gave. The emerald eyes watched the leaf slowly turn upon its nose. However, the wolf got annoyed, and inhaled very deeply. For a second after holding it, it huffed loudly, and the leaf lifted into the air once more.
A slow, sad sigh escaped the creature. It slowly got up, starting with its front legs than hind. Once up, it shook loosely, and the sparkles on its pelt danced even more. The ears perked, listening to the sudden whhiissshh of the leaves as it did a little dance when the breeze rolled through it. The wolf stood strong, and its tail was relaxed, down and the tip touched the soft soil of the forest. The eyes slowly scanned the area, and once more, it was disappointed.
"The emptiness here is so... unwelcoming. A pity,"[/color] mumbled the wolf.
The paws of the creature lifted and fell as it made its way through the beautiful forest. The flowers danced beneath its paws, and the wolf watched as they did so. It was amusing to the creature, to watch such little plants act so joyful. The scars seemed to stretch as the creature walked, making their way into its muscles. The muscles slightly bulged, then shrunk with each and every paw step. The creature seemed threatening... but it wasn't. In fact, the emerald eyes looked harmless as it scanned the area while walking.
"Why such beauty for such an empty place?"
The wolf slowly shook its head. With each paw step, it made its way under another giant oak, which looked like a twin to the last one it laid under. Once against the trunk, it slowly laid down, and then it just made a plup sound, meaning it just dropped itself down to the comfortable wet soil. The flowers surrounded the creature, making it seem... beautiful along with Mother Nature's work.
With a last sigh, it moved its front paws out, and laid its head on top of them. With ears still perked up, it slowly closed it eyes. However, don't be mistaken... it was still aware and paying attention. I mean, who wouldn't in such a curious place like this? [/size]
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Post by - [s][w][a][y] - on Jun 25, 2009 22:19:37 GMT -5
((Is he Beta of this packlands? Usually it's the Alpha that chooses the Betas... :/ ))
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Post by kerrigan on Jun 25, 2009 23:31:24 GMT -5
[/b] What Sway said and the fact Minou is Betess here, she has to, you know, meet him before he is choosen as Beta. [/blockquote][/ul][/size][/color]
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Post by * Merr on Jun 26, 2009 10:08:20 GMT -5
ooc: oh, my bad. I'll fix that :]
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Post by - [s][w][a][y] - on Jun 26, 2009 10:56:41 GMT -5
He had been out hunting again for both Karin and Snowdrift. Things had been going rather well for at least the three of them, though Corrinth, the Alpha, had been fairly busy with getting things in order with the pack and courting Minou. Weylyn didin't want to interfere, but he did want to make things a little easier on Corrinth. Corrinth had not really set up any rules for the pack. All Weylyn knew was that he was the Gamma wolf and that he was in charge of babysitting pups, which was perfectly fine with the grey brute.
He had caught some nice, fresh rabbit, vole and squirrel for a small meal for him, his mate and their adopted pup. He had been in a fairly good mood. A scent caught his nose and he looked around, his most recent prey, the vole, hanging from his mouth. Granted, the portions weren't much, but he would go hunting later for greater amounts of food that could feed the whole pack. Digging a hole to bury his carrion, he raised his head and looked around for the new wolf scent that he had smelled.
'It's a brute... this should be interesting for the pack... I wonder what he wants...' He slowly stood and padded forward, following the scent of the male wolf. He made his way easily through the trees of the Toko Forest and finally came up to the brute that had traversed these lands. Calmly approaching and hoping Corrinth wouldn't mind him greeting a foreign wolf, he stood back a few feet and spoke up.
"Hello, what brings you to these lands?" He was slightly wary of the brute, keeping is stance in a way that he could be able to easily defend himself if it came to it. He wasn't going to let this brute get too close to Snowdrift or Karin until he fully trusted the brute. Weylyn was very protective of the packlands and the pack that he called home, but even more protected of his mate and their adopted daughter. He wondered silently to himself where Minou was.
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Post by * Merr on Jun 26, 2009 13:24:05 GMT -5
The muzzle of the creature lifted, showing great pearly whites. In a rush, the wolf yawned, and a little spit of saliva pumped forward, but not enough to gross anyone out. Once he finished, he heard some sort of a ruffling sound. Ears perked, and tail sort of erect, but aimed towards the ground.
Slowly, the creature opened its emerald hues, and peered towards the new wolf standing not too far away. It seemed fascinating, and it just stood there. With a little sniff from the pitch black nose of the creature, it smelled the wolf's scent, and relaxed a little bit. The tail relaxed, showing the wolf was no danger to the new creature.
"Hey, and well... just looking for a new home, sir. What might be your name?"
Such a casual talk for two alert creatures. Well, I won't dare show any harm to this new wolf. He doesn't seem all that bad, actually, the wolf thought with mild amusement.OOC: That was horrible. xD
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Post by kerrigan on Jun 27, 2009 2:45:06 GMT -5
[/i]. How she loved it! The warmth was amazing, and she could feel it tug at her, the lethargy like a drug. Midday and most would be asleep, but she had felt the urge to fly, and fly she did. The dainty female wolf let her wings tip and the wind brought her a new scent. The dark blue nostrils flared and the bright aqua orbs opened curiously. Male. Adult. Stranger. The information flicked in unnoticed. She rolled onto her spine and curved toward the right direction, flexible bones making the movement possible. Her mind stretched forward, the bright touch that Weylyn already knew so she had no problem brushing lightly over his mind to make him away of her presence before sh was even within sight. Then it turned away from the pack wolf, and curled itself around the new one. Her mind, like herself, was feminine and soft, calm and gentle, but the steel of strength was belied within. It curled around the new wolf's, avoiding touching, but just...learning what it could. Minou didn't allow herself into the mind without invitation. Rudeness was not what she allowed. With a sudden spur of enthusiasm, both wings lifted up and beat down with harsh force, sending her darting forward. She followed her mind trail, letting it take her there. She circled overhead for a moment before turning and tilting herself toward the ground behind Weylyn. No need landing in the middle of the two males. Her small paws made little sound as she landed. Wings folded back against her fur with an efficient movement and she hoped forward with a pixie-like ease. At Weylyn's side - giving him a greeting touch with her nose as she passed - but a few pawsteps ahead, she gave the newcomer a pleasant glance, blue orbs warm. But her stance told of one of rank, the thick tail curled high over her rump. The head feathers stayed down, only giving a short upward flick in curiosity. "Hello, wolven," she said, voice lilted, not unlike the water her namesake lived in, "I am Minou, Betess of these land. May I ask who you may be as well?" The statement done, she waited for an answer, then flicked her tail briefly against her packmate's side, saying he could answer the question proposed, and don't let her stop him. She had been the one, after all, who'd intruded in their conversation.[/color][/blockquote][/ul][/size]
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Post by * Merr on Jun 27, 2009 15:55:20 GMT -5
OOC: (( I must make this statement before posting. I'm currently on an old laptop, and the f, w [that button is ridiculous] and the 2 button are missing. If it's supposed to be a capital w, it cannot happen, since I have to copy and paste it. Yes, copy and paste. [Don't laugh!] So, please excuse the minor grammar mistakes. Thank you. Oh, and it sometimes just shuts down. ))
The tail of the creature slightly perked, the tip becoming erect. The hues of it was searching the sky, and then they followed down along with the new she-wolf. First, her scent gave him a bit of a surprise. why a surprise you ask? Because he hasn't seen a she-wolf in how long? Too long, he thought to himself. And how much I want to peer inside her mind... ugh, no, I can't bring myself to it. No invitation, no lookie-lookie.
Did the creature seem immature but also mature at the same time? That, right there, is a true statement to keep in mind.
The tail slowly relaxed once he saw the pleasant expression on her face. His stance began to loosen, and he realized the mighty position she had in these lands. A great position, in fact. Even she was higher than the lean male wolf next to her. Such a good impression on these lands now, to the exception of the extravagent beauty that sparkle in the area.
The emerald hues peered over the high she-wolf's wings, and how it seemed to glow in the summer's light. The rays of the sun swept through them all, and it seemed almost peaceful. A peace that, once realized, cannot be replaced. Just like the own creature's pelt, the she-wolf's glistened under the sun, its blue tint shining in this wolf's eyes.
OKAY. I'm loosing it.
when she spoke to the creature, it became very... how do you say... defensive. The creature couldn't figure out why, especially since nothing seemed to be threatening, except her tail high, which is normal in these parts.
"Hello, lovely Betess. I'm Tyrome. Please excuse my disruption in your lands,[/color] he said poiltely to her, almost lady's man like. All of this... politeness surprised the creature, especially since it appeared to have an almost cocky-like style, but not too cocky. Just the right kind.[/size]
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Post by kerrigan on Jul 2, 2009 20:19:51 GMT -5
She watched the new wolf, he head slightly tilted in easy curiosity. She always liked meeting new wolves, specially if they wanted to join the pack. A new packmate was always welcome and the male looked like he'd make a good addition. She blinked her blue-hued orbs and let her stare rest on his shoulder a few seconds before moving it back to his face. She was making sure she wasn't going to gaze to long at him. She knew from experience other wolves didn't like that, even if she didn't do it on purpose. A ripple slid over her slim, feminine muzzle. It was thin and pointed like a fox, but had a extra curve over the lips and a dark blue line of her lips. She tilted her ears slightly back as she and the other studied each other. She looked at Weylyn and an ear quirked forward, wondering why he did not speak when she'd offered him the chance.
But that was not to be bothered about for the moment, since the male was speaking. His speech was polite, so much so, that she decided he wasn't used to the formal tones and rhythms. A small, understanding smile curled around her maw and she bowed her head slightly in a more relaxed form of physical greeting. "Then welcome to Toko Forest, Tyrome. Don't be bothered with manners, male. I can't help it, doesn't mean you need to force yourself to be something your not," she murmured, audits high on her head, eyes unchallenging and friendly. She curled her plume over her back but hit wings. A low huff slid from her lips before the large appendages stretched up high and then slid into her sides. Her flesh seemed to devour the feathers in huge gulps, a light flaring from her sleek sides. Seconds only, and she was wingless, her back smooth and silken with only fur.
Her tail flicked over her back and her head-feathers gave a pleased twitch. "So, Tyrome, what do you seek here?" she asked, inviting conversation.
ooc - Sorry Ty, I thought Sway would want to post. >.o
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Post by - [s][w][a][y] - on Jul 2, 2009 20:28:33 GMT -5
((I forgot all about this thread... I think I'll drop the thread... Weylyn was never here.. xP If thats okay with you guys?))
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Post by * Merr on Jul 2, 2009 21:00:06 GMT -5
OOC: [[ It is whatever you want, Sway. xD I just wish Tyrome would be Beta, that's all. ]]
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Post by kerrigan on Jul 2, 2009 21:27:56 GMT -5
ooc - I'm good with whatever. xD Do the wolves have to be mated to be Betas? Cus I don't know if Minou and Tyrome click yet. 8P And I don't wanna stand in Ty's way of the position. [/blockquote]
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Post by * Merr on Jul 4, 2009 19:04:30 GMT -5
~ Tyrome [/color][/size] The male watched as the female wolf Minou just... randomly stared at his shoulder. Then she peered at his face. Actually, he didn't mind it that much. As long as she didn't think he was dangerous because of the scar going down his right orb. The emerald hues of his searched the female's face, but then slowly peering towards her wings. Tyrome didn't want to stare too long, just in case she got the idea of him "checking her out." Okay, maybe just a little bit. Hey, you can't blame a male wolf, can you?
Quickly, he peered over at the other male wolf, who was in a rather low position compared to Minou. He did not speak, however. Actually, it seemed like he wasn't even there. Shaking his head, the emerald eyes looked make at the wolf in front of him, Minou. He watched the ripple on her slender muzzle, then he suddenly felt... guilty. Quickly, he peered up, looking at the sun. The rays of it made his eyes glisten, even more than a normal day. To show that he was quite relaxed, his tail went down gently, and his ears slopped back after twitching a bit. It just twitched every now and then to make sure that Tyrome was aware of the sounds around him.
Minou spoke, and she seemed to be amused about the way he spoke. Politely. She realized this wasn't his style, and he was glad. A lot of wolves appreciate politeness, but Tyrome was too... honest. He told things straight out, completely forgetting about being polite. However, he didn't mind too much being polite to her. It was just one of his lady's man qualities.
"Thank you... I wasn't quite sure if you wanted me to be polite. This is your land, after all,"[/color] he said, very nicely, but not the same tone of voice as he did before. You could see a small trace of a smile on his muzzle, but just a tiny one. The white pelt he wore seemed to sparkle, meaning he enjoyed the conversation. "I seek... well... to be accepted amongst your pack."[/color] Tyrome said this like a leader, but not quite over-stepping his boundaries. He wanted to make the point across. The point was that he wanted to be in a high rank, but would start small if needed. Yes, he was stubborn, and very determined. This would make him a rather nice addition to this pack, and he would be loyal to the end. The tone of voice that he spoke when he said those words proved that, and his actions would prove it even more. Especially to impress Minou, but like I said, he's a male wolf. You can't blame him.[/size]
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Post by kerrigan on Jul 4, 2009 20:09:51 GMT -5
[/i] perfect, so perfect she was at fault. Well, not really...a few of her feathers had been yanked out in a small scuffle with a loner, but that was it. She lowered her nose to the ground a moment in thought, brows drawn in a frown. No...she was not perfect. What a stupid thought. She couldn't even rule a pack on her own, so how good could she be? This annoying, irritating thoughts were brushed aside as she noticed exactly what she was doing. Her head came up with a startling speed and she flicked her plume in surprise as she noticed that Weylyn was no longer at her side. She caught a glimpse of his tail as he moved back into the woods, but otherwise he had disappeared. She turned her serene face back to the loner, lifting an eyebrow at her fellows sudden departure, as if she shared a secret with the new wolf and wondered if he remembered it. The male spoke of something else and her white teeth flashed, the deep blue of her gums setting them off in stark relief. She started to reply, shaking her head all the way. But he kept talking and she tilted her head, taking a step forward, slightly to the side, taking him in and to allow him a better view of herself. They were having a conversation, no reason to keep a distance. And he would hurt her, she wouldn't allow it. "I am only betess here, not alpha. I cannot accept you, anymore than I can remove my own tail while he remains in these lands," she laughed, her voice high and soft. She could hear his change in tone, the slight edge of personality bleeding in. She gave her pelt a light shake, wiggling her dark blue nose. "But Corrinth has been out and about, sometimes he leaves and I know it not. You can stay here until he returns, I say," she murmured, tilting her ears delicately in hope he would be fine with that. She didn't want to overstep her rank, but she didn't want to loose another pack member. The pack need all the wolves they could get and the male in front of her would be a good part of it, she was sure.[/color][/size][/blockquote][/ul]
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Post by * Merr on Jul 4, 2009 20:32:16 GMT -5
~Tyrome The way she seemed to look at herself was rather... disturbing to him. He didn't know why. She had a slight disappointed look on her face. So badly he wanted to read her thoughts to understand, but he didn't. He couldn't. It was not his place, and he preferred having somebody tell him he could. Besides, he didn't know the female, and he didn't want to lose her respect or trust as it is. Only if she gave him an invitation he might, but even then he probably wouldn't.
Shaking his head, he started to sit down, and his ears perked up a bit as she moved a little closer to him. The breathing that was once steady started to quicken, but he controlled it. She moved her body to make him see more, and oh, he wasn't complaining. Not at all. I mean, who would complain?
Only a fool,[/color] he thought to himself, making sure to put a little weak block, just in case she had the same power he had. He didn't think she would go in without an invite, but who knows? He is a loner, and just stepped out into her alpha's lands without permission. Being a little safe wouldn't hurt. When she spoke, and gave him permission, some sort of happiness spread through him. The white ears of his perked all the way, twitched, then slumped back down. With his tail flicking once or twice, his emerald orbs showed off that he was rather happy with her decision. She was risking her rank, after all, and he was grateful for that. The Plains wasn't exactly his cup of tea. "Thank you. I know this is a big risk for you... and I appreciate it. Greatly,"[/color] while saying this, he allowed his emerald hues peer into her own,and he kept it there for quite a time. Hopefully she wouldn't think he was over-stepping her boundaries, as if he did, he didn't mean it. Lifting up his right paw, and bowing his head slightly, he started to scratch his right eye where the deep scar was, as it was itchy, obviously. After scratching, and putting down his paw easily, he looked at her again, and did the same as before. He tried somewhat hard not to move himself around too much, as his muscles and scars would probably give him off as a "danger, he must leave" sign.[/size]
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Post by kerrigan on Jul 4, 2009 22:06:58 GMT -5
she said softly, lifting her gaze to meet Tyrome's again. She watched him scratch the scar over his eye, and her keen gaze picked up other, not so prominent injuries long healed. A low blush slid over her cheeks, the blue turning a faint purple tone to her fur. Slight, and it would be hard to tell that it was what it was. She took another step forward, slowly, wondering if she was going to pounce on his space. She knew some wolves were touchy about it. She breathed in his scent, and her nose twitched before she nodded her head toward him. "Ii can heal that if you wish?" she offered before she could think about. Then she pranced forward in embarrassment, her eyes bright with apology. "Oh sorry! I didn't mean that you needed it removed...you look great with it...I..er. It just seemed to be bothering you," she finished lamely, angling her audits back wards, wondering about her stumbly tongue and her odd actions. She didn't usually act like this. Maybe she needed to sleep? Flying. Flying when it was so hot out was probably the problem. but then it wasn't muggy yet...the sun! That had to be it.[/color][/size][/blockquote][/ul]
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Post by * Merr on Jul 4, 2009 22:28:56 GMT -5
~ Tyrome [/size][/color] The male wolf watched as she moved herself around, and he seemed rather amused by it. Her expression made him even a little happier. She seemed happy, even pleasant by his presence. His ears twitched, and his tail slowly wrapped around his dirty paws. This gave him a more appealing look, not intimidating like he usually was. Those emerald hues of his watched her blue pelt. It sparkled, glistened, actually, none of these words can describe how elegant she was. Her pelt was beautiful to him, and he thought of is. He even thought of how her eyes were sparkled no matter how dull it seemed to the rest of the world... This he forgot to put a block on to his thoughts, but maybe she wouldn't read it... or maybe she would. He didn't know, but right now, he didn't actually care.
When she laughed, it was rather amusing. It sounded like a cat purr to him, and it was still adding to how interesting she was. Chuckling lowly, he made sure it didn't sound like a growl, or a snarl. Those emerald orbs peered at her face, and he felt like something out of place. Nothing bad, something good. However, he shrugged it off, and continue to stare into her eyes that were simple but something bright at the same time.
His ears perked up a bit, taking every word that she said in. He never did this to anyone, but he might as well get used to it. "I believe you are making a risk. I'm sure your alpha will appreciate it, but probably not as much as I do,"[/color] after he said this, he watched her as she stared at the scar above his eye. The scar never bothered him. It just reminded him not to fail like he did long ago, and remain strong no matter what was to come. Tyrome watched her move closer to him, and he surely did not mind it. Not at all. He minded not to let any new wolf come close to him, only if he knew them well. He felt, though, that she was different. He knew she was. So, in essence, he let her get close to him, and did not complain about it. When she asked about his scar, well, removing it. He chuckled again, and his emerald eyes then slowly became soft. Soft like a feather, like her own. Slowly shaking his head, he let his now soft eyes look at her, and his body started to lessen the tenseness that it held for so long. "It's okay, I don't mind it that much. It just itched, that's all,"[/color] he kept looking at her, with a soft expression. He noticed her eyes were gleaming with a thousand sorries, and he didn't want her to worry. "No need to apologize. It's alright, I swear."[/color] He also noted to himself that she said he looked good with it, but he didn't want to point that out. Instead, he kept it in the back of his head for future reference.[/size]
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Post by kerrigan on Jul 4, 2009 23:10:12 GMT -5
[/i] - out something that could have offended the big male. Those of the masculine persuasion may view themselves as big and strong, but a simple word or tone could cause them to be hurt. And thought fae's usually took it out by crying, they took it out by becoming mean. And that wouldn't be good. She gave her ears a slight flip-flop, shaking her head slightly at her own thoughts to silence them. She nodded in response to his words. "Well, I'll apologize yet again. I didn't mean anything by it," she murmured, her tail falling slightly as another rush of embarrassment stained her scent. But then she noticed his soft orbs and she lowered her audits and looked away, wondering what that was supposed to mean. He was watching her oddly, and it made her fur prickle in attention. Why that was she wasn't going to think about. She dipped her head and took a slow step back, taking note she had moved to close to the brute and not wanting to seem like she always forced her way into others circles. She tipped her head at him and stilled, her blue gaze curious and abruptly bold. "What power are you?" she said, not rough but just...random. She closed her eyes a moment, as if to get a hold of herself before adding on, "If you do not mind answering." A sigh slid from her muzzle and she held back a mental prob, wanting to find out about the wolf herself, but deciding that would be more rude than anything else she'd done.[/color][/size][/ul][/blockquote]
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Post by * Merr on Jul 4, 2009 23:26:45 GMT -5
~Tyrome [/size][/color] When she looked away, he felt like he did something wrong. Did he say something? Was it how he looked? He couldn't help the way he showed his emotions, or what he thought. Maybe was it he showed it too much? He didn't know, and it bugged him. The male's ears folded back in response to his thoughts. It irritated him. He wanted to know what he did wrong, if he did anything wrong. His ears twitched, and his eyes started to become hard and bright again, no matter how hard he tried to keep them soft. His thoughts stopped them from being soft and kind.
Taking a small sniff, he took in her scent. She was embarrassed, but by what? It should be him to be embarrassed. However, he wasn't. He was more confused, his eyes and ears told the whole world that. Those emerald hues peered from her face to the ground. They studied the soil a bit, then peered back up at her. Now she took a step back, which made him disoriented mentally even more.
Now when he looked into her eyes, he saw curiousity. The female spoke of his power. Well, wasn't that a little obvious? Apparently not. He tried not to make it obvious. The male creature wanted it to be like a guessing game. And so, the game was on.
"Telepathy. Read other creature's minds as well put a block on my own,"[/color] he said this, and a small hint of him being mentally disoriented made its way into his usually unemotional tone of voice. He noticed this, and he tried to ignore it, but he couldn't. He wanted to know what he did wrong, still, and he oh so wanted to find out by peeking mentally, but again he didn't. "What about you, Minou?"[/color] It was the first time he ever spoke out her name, and he made sure it sounded soft, but still, the same hint of confusion came out. It irritated him that he couldn't hide his emotions at this moment.[/size]
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Post by kerrigan on Jul 4, 2009 23:53:00 GMT -5
she murmured, he voice not rising or changing in pitch, but even though there were more powers she didn't have any holier-than-thou behavior, she just gave him her response. Actually, she didn't even think about the fact she had more talents. [/color][/size][/blockquote][/ul]
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