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 Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2008 12:23 pm
Orta faced Xanul fully for the first time with her eyes of dusty pale gold. "There is too much peace here for a war. Fights and fueds, perhaps, but not war. The air is... different." She hoped he found that reassuring. And she hoped she wasn't leading him astray. But it really didn't feel like... well, like war. "And hopefully there will be no need for fighting." She smiled softly at that.
"It has been nice to meet you, Xanul. I am getting cold... I think perhaps it is time that I return." She shifted, almost shyly, but not quite. "I hope we can meet again soon."
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Posted: Mon Jan 07, 2008 10:30 pm
He nodded slowly, shoulders sagging lightly in relief. It was just that...he had been too tense lately, and little stuff seemed to worry him easily. Being a adult did really get a lot on his mind.
He nodded, waving a paw with a friendly grin. "Alright then! See you!" Not during the night, he noted mentally.
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