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Post by Zaltana on Nov 20, 2005 12:25:12 GMT -5
Slwoley the Blue Griffin landed from flight wings still out perched high. She was young but brave and wouldn't let any other push her around would she huh? Blue optics scowered the aqua feahers for sign of damage or loose but none was to be foud. The Neutro youngling was very partical about her looks... Maybe she should let it go but of her thoguhts she loved to groom herself. |
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Post by Magia on Nov 20, 2005 12:49:35 GMT -5
A call urrupted from a griffon near by. he flew up and landed on a branch across from her. Lo. i am Magia, lord of Purple Twilight! he said proudly. What be your calling? he asked, red eyes burning into her feathers. His tail flicked back and forth. he preened one of his feather before looking back at her. beak glinting in the suns light.
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Post by Zaltana on Nov 22, 2005 13:41:19 GMT -5
All blue turned to the newr suspect. Notcing the redness of his optics she smiled
I'd be Zaltana meaning High Mountain (( NO MUSE! )) |
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