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Post by Repo Man on Mar 11, 2006 22:51:28 GMT -5
The half-elf stood up silently, lifting himself with elegance and slow poise. He turned and began to stroll, readying himself for a battle, unshealthing his black-bladed katana and spun it in his grip. He wandered through the trees, sensing that something or someone was standing close near him, and that he had possibly found his prey. He hopped into the trees like a squirell and rested on a limb, scanning his eyes across the scenery, looking for his prey from a more higher altitude.
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Post by Snack Addict on Mar 12, 2006 22:43:24 GMT -5
((Ok. Stop posting here until you're done with the other one.))
Kiyalee continued to back up, but realized the weird half-creature scent was coming from behind her. For some reason, that half-scent scared her more. She began going forward, almost bumping into the elf.
Confused, she expanded her wings and flew the short distance she could over the elf's head and landed behind her. she went back into her former position, her tail threateningly pointing towards the elf. Now the elf stood between her and the half-scent.
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Post by Repo Man on Mar 14, 2006 0:31:15 GMT -5
((I'm still going to post. It's not like everyone isn't doing 3 things at a time. Everyone is writing at least 4 things! BECCA IN PARTICUALR!! *blurts out laughing.)
The half-elf sauntered forward, suddenly meeting up the two unfamiliar faces. He looked to the woman, noticing instantly that she was an elf and a full breed. She would know how he was from stories the old elves had told when they were young. The half elf aged as slow and as normal as any other elf, but could die from illness like humans could. He was very talented at handling a bow, but preferred a ninja's katana, which he kept at his side. He didn't care to look to the woman's leg to look to the baby which rested, but just stared at the female elf with death-creeping eyes.
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Post by Wednesday on Mar 14, 2006 22:14:27 GMT -5
The elf's eyes seemed to glow as she looked to the half-elf. She could tell just from his scent that he was an elf and yet not. SHe stood her hair blowing lightly in the wind, just staring. Tal the Hawk land next to the baby dragon and coucked its head cireous.
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Post by Repo Man on Mar 15, 2006 16:15:15 GMT -5
The half-elf just stared back, the same intensity in his eyes feeding to the elf before him. He stood as his own silver lengthed hair blew in the wind, a cold chill spreading around them like a dome.
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Post by Wednesday on Mar 15, 2006 16:20:15 GMT -5
"You, will not touch the dragon." the elf said slowly her voice very clear and had a very peaceful sound to it, like the wind blowing through the trees. Her mind was not on the dragon though she spoke of it, but on the half-elf.
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Post by Repo Man on Mar 15, 2006 16:28:33 GMT -5
The half-elf couldn't help but smile,"I would never listen to the likes of you she-elf," he growled deeply, his eyes glaring at the woman. "I listen to no one but myself and do what I please," he replied with a snarl.
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Post by Wednesday on Mar 15, 2006 16:38:56 GMT -5
"Really. You can do what ever the Hell you please, but you will leave the dragon be half-breed." She said her voice still calm as it was when she first spoke.
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Post by Repo Man on Mar 15, 2006 16:40:41 GMT -5
"I will not she-elf. And stop calling me half-breed..." he hissed softly. "I have a name. And my name is Crowe," he hissed. "And what is your name she-elf?" he asked in a bit of an ungreatful tone.
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Post by Wednesday on Mar 15, 2006 16:46:05 GMT -5
"Salvanas Eyre," She answered. "What is your purpose on this side of the forest, only wood elves and night elves of full blood are allowed here." Salvanas said her eyes peircing into his as if looking for something.
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Post by Snack Addict on Mar 15, 2006 20:24:55 GMT -5
Kiyalee looked at the elf, wondeirng if she was going to attack her, but then realized she was standing up for her to the half-elf. Kiyalee snarled at Crowe, showing glistening fangs. She slammed her tail down just in front of Salvanas, as if making a sheild, and roared at him over the elf's shoulder.
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Post by Wednesday on Mar 15, 2006 21:40:46 GMT -5
Tal flew up onto Salvanas's shoulder and sounded a great call of warning.
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Post by Repo Man on Mar 15, 2006 23:02:49 GMT -5
"I'm hunting the creatures of the sky and of the lizards...dragons of course. Killed myself one a few days ago..." he chuckled with a blackening smirk, his eyes shadowing with darkness, shielding his true purposes.
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Post by Wednesday on Mar 15, 2006 23:13:08 GMT -5
"Dragon's are not meant to be killed, Crowe." Salvanas hissed pulling two sai's from her side.
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Post by Snack Addict on Mar 15, 2006 23:20:22 GMT -5
Kiyalee bobbed her head in agreement, almost scraping Salvanas with her deadly sharp scales. Dragons were meant for killing; their scales were as sharp as small daggers, their tails were as powerful as 100 men hitting the ground at the same time, their teeth were small swords, larger than daggers but not quite as large as sword. The top layer of teeth were largest, hanging ove the side of Kiyalee's mouth.
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