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 Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 1:12 pm
 Alais lay back, enjoying the coolness of the night. The calming sight of the half moon, the twinkling stars, the way the clouds floated through the sky like spirits...She sighed happily. There were some advantages to her visions taking her away from her family. With them, she never would have noticed such wonderful things. She closed her ice-colored eyes, seeking sleep...
But sleep eluded her as a vision ripped her from the darkness. Red eyes, surrounded by black and violet and white...Her eyes opened again as the vision let her go, and she rolled over onto her belly. Odd...with the vision so close, it meant the owner of the eyes was close.
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Posted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 10:37 am
Abrafo ventured further into the rogue lands than usual on his patrol. Life was a cruel mistress. It seemed that just when he thought he could have something pure and untainted for his paws alone someone always swept in to nab it from him. Those things born of his mate should have been his. They should be some hybrid spawn with his fur and her eyes. But they were his. He was so angry at times that he could just....Well, it was a good thing he was guard.
He padded through the night like a monster out for the kill. His large, hulking frame rippled with scars. Cresting over a small hill, he spotted a brownish shape. A mud puddle, perhaps? Feeling curious and slightly bored he padded over to find a lioness instead. "What are you doing here?"
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