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Post by ~~*Tyrant*~~ on Jun 19, 2007 16:36:00 GMT -5
He folded back his smooth, feathered wings tightly against his abdomen and jumped down from the tree, pools glaring wickedly at the three. Zlochia followed the dark angel warily, tracing his steps with her paws. Riven spun round on his heels and, out of reflex, lashed out at the being. The feline struck back, but only caught material in her claws before jumping out of the way with a wayward hiss. Ashinti climbed up Scar as if she were nothing but a tree herself and perched upon her shoulder. "Do not be alarmed. Now... I must say... might you know a way that could stop this probable ice age?" [/size]
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Post by [.P.erfect.&.D.angerous.] on Jun 19, 2007 19:09:56 GMT -5
"Who, me?" queried Scar, quite used to cats climbing her by now. She actually didn't mind, either, so long as their claws didn't touch her. "I wouldn't know how to stop one, no."
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Post by ~~*Tyrant*~~ on Jun 20, 2007 13:50:59 GMT -5
Riven's sensitive ears caught the hushed words from Ashinti. "An ice age? That's not possible!" scowled he, rolling his eyes. The porcelain werecat casted a satanic glance at him. "It is and it's coming, gradually but painfully. And unless you know how to rearrange the stars and the moon, then you're of no use to me," he growled, Zlochia joining in on the warning. The demon merely laughed briefly. "All right... you keep thinking that an ice age would be possible..." [/size]
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