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Post by Ride Into Morning TM on Nov 16, 2008 21:12:50 GMT -5
She was like a small dog, trying to get a herd of cattle to move. He felt no fear, it was almost too humorous of all things. This mistress, what an amazing waste! As she kept on chewing on his hide, his wings brushed against the ground and his face remained without emotion. Charon felt like this was all a joke, but Charon sure did enjoy a good session of pure entertainment. "Aren't you just a pocketful of sunshine." Time to kick on the engine. It's time to burn rubber.
Charon removed her teeth from his flesh as if she were a tick upon his coat. As he trotted. at a very slow trot at that, he looked at the mare with a judging eye. She was worthless to him, but perhaps with his proper coaching this mare could become his apprentice. She'd learn the tactics of evil, the methods to his madness and she too, would become one of him. She'd be one of his kind. The rare, but common creatures that were not mortal. Instead, they lived as a phantom upon the land and flew with wings. Oh course, she didn't have them growing from her back at this point but she would. Later.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Nov 16, 2008 21:26:06 GMT -5
She squeeled the feathers of the wings started to outline on her body.She squeeled as she felt pain going through her body as bones started to move around changing there are to form the wings witch will soon be ready to burst.
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