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Post by ~¤~.:. •)_atima• .:. ~¤~ on Feb 22, 2006 21:44:22 GMT -5
The large, stearling patron soared high above on warm thermals, icy emerald optics watching the land below. It had been a while since he had eaten, and food was scarce. he needed to get food. For himself, and Ice Tear, his mate. Nothing moved blow.
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Mystical Flower
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You'r beauty lays inside you, but sometimes, it is the outside of you...
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Post by Mystical Flower on Mar 16, 2006 22:01:14 GMT -5
A sheep was nearby he grazed not noticing the dragon. He ran away from the ranch and kept on grazing.
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Post by ~¤~.:. •)_atima• .:. ~¤~ on Mar 22, 2006 21:05:36 GMT -5
His firey crimson optics caught sight of a lone sheep. perfect. Tilting back his wings, he dived down at abnormal speed. He did not want this one to get away. It would not get away. Extending his talons, he prepared to snatch it from the ground.
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Mystical Flower
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You'r beauty lays inside you, but sometimes, it is the outside of you...
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Post by Mystical Flower on Mar 25, 2006 9:45:10 GMT -5
The sheep looked up and saw the dragon, he baaed in fear, and layed low, it was to late for him to run away.
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