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 Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 10:28 am
 "La.. la... la..." A rich timbre voice fills the air as the black ulaya lays in the tall grass in the meadows under the sun while his tribal markings shimmers and glows like they are alive. Zahariah lifts his paw up as he extends his claws out to inspect them with a lazy grin on his face. It have been awhile since he met with any ulayas and it is getting on his nerves since he wants to be bathed in adoration and attention. His bi-colored eyes drifts over to the lake while wondering about taking a leisurely swim/bath.
He gracefully straightens his body out when he stood up and he pads over to the lake, peering down at his reflection with a growing smile on his face. "You handsome guy!" He exclaims cheerfully to the reflection, temporarily forgetting about his dielmma about not having any ulayas fawning all over him.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 11:00 am
The sound of another's voice singing was like chalk screeching on a chalkboard to Aita. She shuddered in annoyance, although it seemed everything annoyed her these days. Her flames flickered and danced, greedily licking at her legs as she scowled. She followed the sound of the voice, simply just to find whoever it was and make them shut up.
She moved with purpose, her head held low with an angry and irritated glare on her face, lips curled into a mean looking snarl. The voice seemed to have come from close to the lake.
As she approached it, she was able to make out the dark body of a male with bright markings. He seemed to be peering into the lake as if looking at his own reflection. Once close enough she stopped. "Was that you singing with that god awful voice?" She sneered out the words. "If so I suggest you shut the hell up before I remove your voicebox."
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