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Post by Ebonywing on Mar 23, 2006 0:01:36 GMT -5
Ebonywing swopped down gracefully onto a rather cold branch. A thin layer of fog clouded the air, and the strong scent of moist earth filled her mind with images of her surroundings. She coked her head to examine what seemed to be floating figure. What is that? She thought curiously.
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Post by Pigeon not logged in on Jul 21, 2006 18:36:49 GMT -5
Sleetwing flew down, next to Ebonywing. "Whats wrong?" she asked curiously.
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