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Post by darkrose on Oct 20, 2005 11:49:32 GMT -5
Dark Rose stood up straight and proud. She was the new Huntress of Deor and awaiting orders from the Dragga, Chalos Autumn. Keeping alert, she let out a howl to announce her precense to the Dragga, wishing there was a better way of communicating.
The black femme looked around her, aware that Chalos could be watching her right now. Dark Rose's amber eyes sort out the russet manifest of her Dragga, and thought of how he had accepted her.
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