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Post by freki on May 17, 2009 12:12:37 GMT -5
The distant rumble of thunder startled the mann out of his howl. He snarled in caution, and turned his ebon maw towards the older fae. She spoke to him, and he listened attentively.
"I will follow you, Stoli!" he promised. He watched as the reddish fae ran towards the trees, and quickly sauntered after her, his leg muscles pounding, the wind knocking at him, begging for him to lose his balance. A few droplets of rain fell from the dark clouds, and Freki growled warily.
The ebony mann followed his friend to the shelter and sanctuary of the trees.
(This thread is probably closed now)
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