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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 10:13 pm
She began to grow weak from the blood loss as a pool spread beneath her. Her crimson lips were dry and her eyes closed.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 10:31 pm
he walked to her tilted his neck "go ahead i know you need it"
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 10:33 pm
She still hung on the wrack, her back to him.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 10:35 pm
he release her and waited
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 10:38 pm
She fell to the floor, landing in her own blood. Weakend by the whipping.
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 10:42 pm
he walks up to her and carries her to her bed heals her and sits next to her
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 10:51 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 11:27 pm
*She watched Mistress a bit worried, she will clean up the blood later, tried to get mistress's fangs inside her neck but was abit afraid of being killed from waking her up, she tried to heal Mistress*
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 12:18 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 1:30 am
he whispers "shes healed i healed her she needs rest"he then turns to crow and whisper "1 day youll know. thanks for the pie"he then stamds and gives a slight bow then he leaves to his home
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 1:53 am
*she slepts next to Mistress a bit worried*
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 3:45 pm
He jumps onto the window sill and looks at Mistress Crow. "Mistress? What happened to you?" He goes next to her and waits for her to wake up.
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Posted: Sun Nov 20, 2005 11:21 pm
*looked at Wolf*She lost too much blood..
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Posted: Mon Nov 21, 2005 6:45 pm
He stays next to Mistress Crow. "I hope she wakes up soon. Sheesh, I wasn't going to whip her to make her bleed. I thought she just wanted pain."
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 9:05 am
She wakes, slowly stirring. She had heard voices in the sleep she had taken. The wounds she endured were gone. She had taught her pets well and were pleased with the pain they enflicted. She was thirsty now and the next visiter would be her feast.
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