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Facing the Past

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1 Facing the Past on Wed Nov 24, 2010 8:08 pm

Dander Anikeria Ornitier

"Dear Kiagre,
It's been almost 3 years since you moved out. How are you doing? I miss you. Things aren't so well here. There have been humans in the village for no good reason, everyone thinks they're probably scouts and that a bigger group will follow soon. The only thing for sure is they aren't tourists. I hope my folks, or the folks that used to be mine aren't with them. I don't know what will happen but I just wanted to make sure you didn't try to come visit. They have been coming through the forest from all directions and there has been an evil-feeling presence in the forest lately. None of us are risking passing through it. Write me soon. I love you.
Love, Mother"

Heavy rain beat against the windows of Kiagre's tiny apartment. The hybrid hunched forward on her couch reading the letter. Then she sat silently in thought.

2 Re: Facing the Past on Wed Nov 24, 2010 8:23 pm

Jadis Anikeria Ornitier

The dragoness slunk through the trees, her black hide blending her in with the shade as she made her way toward her cave; a terrible fearsome wave speading out from her body to keep people away. She stopped by a cliff and flew up its face up into a cave that overlooked the forests regions before falling to sleep.

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Damon Salvatore: I have a diabolical master plan.
Lexi: What is it?
Damon Salvatore: Well if I told you, it wouldn't be very diabolical, now would it?

I was born of the womb of a poisonous man. Beaten and broken and chased from the land. But I rise up above it, high up above it and see. I was hung from a tree made of tongues of the weak. The branches, the bones of the liars and thieves.
Rise up above it, high up above and see.
Pray to your god, open your heart. Whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark.  
Cover your eyes, the devil's inside
One night of the hunter
One day I will get revenge
One night to remember.
One day it'll all just end

3 Re: Facing the Past on Thu Nov 25, 2010 7:33 pm

Dander Anikeria Ornitier

After packing her travel bag, Kiagre slung it over her shoulder and paused by the door, her keys in her paw, wondering if she would regret this. Maybe she should heed her mother's warning. Maybe, she thought, but if she didn't go, she might regret that much more. Something was going on and she had to find out what. Her mother was in danger. Walking out and locking the door behind her, maybe for the last time, she shifted to feral and took off at the long-strided panther gallop.

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