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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 5:55 am
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Posted: Thu Mar 18, 2010 8:18 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 7:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 02, 2010 8:59 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 8:58 am
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Posted: Sun Apr 04, 2010 11:09 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 7:44 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 6:20 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 7:04 am
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 11:41 pm
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Haevan;; At this the wolfs gaze snapped to his old friend, Seth was likely going to get the all bloody damn well killed. As much as Flints words disgusted every fiber of the wolfs being....it didn't solve a damn thing to yell and scream. What had happened was now past and could not be changed. No one could blame him, yet some one had to stop him.
Moving foreword, without consideration if the other would lash out Haevan gabbed for the other. Following this the wolf growled at Seth and pulled him back and away from this man called Flint. "Seth! Damnit eet all control yer self, these people ain't 'r friends. They dun't owe us 'nthin'." His golden eyes blazed, namely from outrage. Certainly it concerned what was said about Noe, but also for Seth's uncharacterized actions. He'd have excepted Hunter to do something like this long before Seth..but then again Noe was Seth's mate.
Then again, it didn't make the situation any better. "Killin' 'm dun't solve a thing. Mebbe yer right ta get angry, but think before ya leap" The voice of reason for a broken soul. For what little good it would do.
The blue haired wolf tightened his grip on the other, namely to be certain and hold onto Seth. If he let go, the cheetah hyte would likely rip into the man, and they'd all be dead. Noe would die alone, and that would be the end of there journey. "Please Seth, control yer self. Keep Noe in mind, if we die she dies 'a lone."
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 8:13 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 10:29 am
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"We're not going to die here," Eli said, confident as he raised a paw, almost reaching out in front of him. Red, angry little sparkles seemed to rise from the ground like rain going backwards--they hovered in the air like a curtain around the ground, twinkling with odd menace. They separated the rescue group from Flint and his guards, but little else--at least for now.
Listening to Flint's words had filled Eli with fury as well--fury amplified from nearly everyone else. But the fury did not overwhelm him--it was channeled into a column of controlled rage. A column, he belatedly realized, that was Elti's presence in his mind.
No one harms my hoard, the Ti'ama said in her multi-toned voice.
And then the kuppy moved to speak, to address the bounty hunters--at this moment, he had the best advantage. "The fault remains yours, Flint," Eli said, his voice deadly calm and controlled. "The woman is my twin sister; harm to her is harm caused to me. If she is harmed--if she is dead--you will not long survive her." Glancing across the curtain to survey the others, he continued on. "Your people are not necessary; we require the information only. The sooner we find her--the sooner we shall leave. If she lives, then so do you. The choice is yours."
They'd already antagonized Flint and his group; Eli was making the best of it. And betting that these bounty hunters, tied by little else, would recognize blood-kin claim. It was an old, ancient bond, and he hoped invoking it was all the excuse he needed for his and his companion's behavior. He wouldn't be able to keep this up for long if emotions kept running this high--the situation needed to be defused, and fast.
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 6:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 30, 2010 7:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 06, 2010 10:12 pm
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