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Post by Serrion on Dec 3, 2007 11:05:42 GMT -5
Serrion stood at one of the higher mountainside levels, watching he night sky, his breath could be seen in the cool air. He could see in the distance the shapes of wyverns flying away from the mounain, heading back towards the direction of Gaulroach's wastes and for a new place to nest. He smiled and looked up at the moon, the clan finally had it's land again.
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Post by Fury on Dec 3, 2007 15:03:10 GMT -5
A new presense was there as well. The emerald dragoness wasn't far off from Serrion. She was looking up at the moon herself, the light casting an eerie reflection on her golden eyes. She was recognised by a name that struck terror in those who heard it because of her position of power in Gaulroach's army. Sheakria Anacria.
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Post by Serrion on Dec 3, 2007 15:47:47 GMT -5
Soon the sight of the fleeing wyverns were well beyond the horizon of wyverns and trees, they would not return again. Serrion turned away from the sighed and was headed back towards the cave entrence, but a new presence and scent caught his attention, one he recognized.
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Post by Fury on Dec 3, 2007 15:51:34 GMT -5
The corners of her mouth upturned slightly into a smile as she noticed that he'd recognised her presense at last. She ignored him for now, looking to the moon still. Time off from work...How wonderful that sounds, surprisingly. she thought to herself.
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Post by Serrion on Dec 3, 2007 15:59:56 GMT -5
Serrion hesitated a moment, but his wings beat as he made up his mind and sort of glided down to the level she was on. He landed just a bit off from her, his golden eyes locked on her.
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Post by Fury on Dec 3, 2007 16:01:12 GMT -5
Sheakria turned her head, looking away from the moon to meet his eyes. But rather than attack she simply sat down in a non-hostile manner. She would let him be the first to speak.
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Post by Serrion on Dec 3, 2007 16:04:24 GMT -5
Serrion watched her sit, surprised by her no hostility. His eyes were fierce though. "If you're here to fight Fury, she's inside along with many other dragons not willing to see her die."
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Post by Fury on Dec 3, 2007 16:06:15 GMT -5
"I'm not going to fight anyone... Odd as it may sound, I'm on vacation." she replied with a smirk.
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Post by Serrion on Dec 4, 2007 7:26:31 GMT -5
Serrion blinked, that catching him off guard. He stood with his head a little bit more up. "Vacation?" He asked, just the tiniest bit confused. "And you came here?"
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Post by Fury on Dec 5, 2007 15:18:31 GMT -5
"Seemed like a good idea at the time... Not all that many dragons to run into, meaning no fights. And of course, it DOES have some of the best scenery even if some of it is ruined from that night long ago." she responded. Then she laughed, though it had no icy edge as it usually would've. "Besides, you don't think I work hard enough to desearve a break every once in a while?"
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Post by Serrion on Dec 5, 2007 15:29:01 GMT -5
"I didn't say that..." Serrion said quietly. "You do work the most and hardest out of any of his dragons... It's just odd to find you here."
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Post by Fury on Dec 5, 2007 15:32:26 GMT -5
"You mean it's odd to find me here without swarms of wyverns or orders from Lord Gaulroach... And to hear my voice without hostility." she paraphrased.
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Post by Serrion on Dec 5, 2007 15:44:09 GMT -5
Serrion nodded. "Yeah... That..." he said quietly.
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Post by Fury on Dec 5, 2007 15:48:29 GMT -5
She laughed again. "What? I understand that you're on edge but you're treating me like I'm some sort of illness!"
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Post by Serrion on Dec 5, 2007 15:57:33 GMT -5
"No I don't mean to be like that." He said quickly, he seemed to be trying not to upset her. "You're not an illness... I'm glad your just here for peaceful reasons."
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