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 Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 12:51 am
Chernabog nodded and turned heading back into the main circle of dens. "Feel free to choose any unoccupied den in the outer circle, those in the inner circle are the lords and ladies, our diplomats. And of course that den is my own." He lifted his nose to where the obsidian rose up in a wild jagged peak at an angle perfect for standing upon.
It was clear why this area was used for pack meetings, and why the dens were all situated circularly. Here they all watched one another's backs quite literally.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 12:52 am
She winked at him a bit.
"And what is the penalty for being in the your den?"
She teased, flicking her tail, and looking to where her own den would be.
She would enjoy it here.. At least she hoped it was as deadly as it seemed. She really needed good allowable punishments and tortures.
Her eyes glanced back to him, though it was a creepy ssight indeed, as she almost blended with the darkness, yet her eyes stood out and gleamed.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 12:52 am
He chuckled from the darkness "The only penalty is risking your pride and hide..." his tail flicked as he moved into his own den the faint red glow of his eyes and orb that hung against his broad chest piercing the darkness.
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