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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 2:43 am
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MsDevin92 my_ hair_ is_ red! ((so does this mean im going to just be left by the river to die? eek )) I think Rasconsa's badical enough to get up and tough it out on his own. The centaurs think you're dead, btw. It would sure be a nasty shock if you happened to pop up in the future... ((fine i get it! no-one wants to rp with me crying lol nah i guess your right))
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 5:27 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 5:30 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 20, 2007 10:24 am
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((lets biggrin )) Rasconsa's eyes flickered a few times and then opened slowly. Blinking and squinting out the sunlight, as he rolled onto his side. He was alone, he could neither; see nor hear anybody. None of the centaurs or Sequoia and more importantly no Tassa... the only trace left of her was; the dying scent of her blood.
Rasconsa lay in the grass on the riverbank, barely able to move. His bleeding had stopped, but he was still left with an extensive collection of new wounds, which would become some of his most treasured scars. The one on his shoulder would take quite some time to heal, he smiled as he replayed that final strike in his head.
"Your no more dead than i am, are you Tassa Van Valiant? I just hope little Sequoia can patch you up well enough for the second round." He said, with a grown, as he began to move.
Picking up his hatchet and dagger, he crawled down to the rivers edge to wash his wounds and weapons in the shallows. "Ill rest up here for a couple of days, those centaurs will be busy with her majesty and the rest of the cats wont bother checking this far out for me." he thought to himself.
As he set about cleaning both his and Tassa's blood from himself, he started to think about Sequoia, and about why she hadn't helped him too.. Centaurs were supposed to be impartial and treat casualties from both sides. Maybe his attitude with her before had put her off.. healers always seem to lose they're sense of humor in the face of violence and death.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 6:30 pm
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Sequoia wrung her hands nervously and started to rise out of her seat, only to be stopped by Nneka's hand. "Sequoia, she's fine." "Are you sure?" Sequoia asked nervously. "I'm sure. All her wounds have been closed up, she's breathing, her pulse is returning to normal...She'll be good as new with some rest, and then..." "Then what?" "Then, things will be better," the centuar said, averting her eyes. "...Hopefully." "HOPEFULLY?" "Oh, calm down, Sequoia," Nneka soothed. "I didn't mean that, I'm sorry. Of course things will get better. Lady Tassa has no reason to harbor any ill will towards us. Her attacker was a werewolf, and a rogue one at that, so the peace talks should continue as they were." At the mention of Rasconsa, Sequoia curled up in her chair and lowered her eyes. Thinking of the werewolf, back there by the river- the crazed look in his eyes as he advanced, ready to kill- His unfulfilled promise- She shook off the gnawing unease. He had been dead- she was sure of it...
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 4:32 am
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 5:37 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 4:06 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 6:40 am
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Sequoia reached forward and shook the Queen's hand, barely able to fathom what was happening. Here she was, shaking hands with a Queen from another land...She'd never even left the boundaries of centuar territory. Tassa's hand felt...strange. She wasn't morphed currently, but her skin still had the slight feeling of fur to it, as though, any second, it would turn into a mighty paw. "I'm Sequoia," she said. "And Nneka, my guardian, is also the village leader." "Glad to be of help, Queen van Valiant," Nneka said, nodding.
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 8:08 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2007 8:51 am
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The two centaurs trotted through the woods, back to the scene of the battle. They'd been charged with removing the dead werewolf's body. "I still can't believe it," one noted faintly. "The Werecat Queen and the White Wolf, dueling right in our backyard." "This can't be a good sign," the other mumbled. "Peace talks or not, this war is getting worse." Then they heard the sound of a twig snapping. Both centaurs tensed, reflexively reaching for their bows. They had still not reached the riverbed, and aside from a few birds and squirrels, there wasn't any living thing in sight- The birds suddenly shot up in a cloud, fluttering away. The squirrels bulleted up the tree trunks like lightning, leaping away across the branches. "What the-" one began. They didn't even have time to ready an arrow before it was upon them. A flutter of white fur, a slash of glinting claws. Red flying in the air, raining down on the grass, splattering the open chests of the sentires as they fell back, lifeless. Seconds before the last darkness overtook him, one centaur lifted his head and managed to gurgle a last call. "...The...Wh-White...W...olf..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 27, 2007 4:58 am
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 4:47 am
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