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Post by Tyira on Feb 2, 2012 1:13:29 GMT -5
Nilama blushed. "Wonderful! And that herd of deer! Delicious. Why, by the way, were you staring at that old one?"
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Post by Woodsy on Feb 2, 2012 1:18:33 GMT -5
"O-oh I heard him say something about a prophecy. It talked of a young male dragon made of fire that would chose the one to bring peace. He would have seen something happen to his parents and..." he trailed off as he saw Vyras's eyes watching him. "Well, are you saying you understood what a deer was saying?" she asked with nearly no reaction. "Well, um, yes. I could understand him."
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Post by Tyira on Feb 2, 2012 1:20:48 GMT -5
Nilama gasped, realizing what the prophecy meant immediately. "Morne... I think..."
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Post by Woodsy on Feb 2, 2012 1:25:02 GMT -5
"What, what do you think Nilama?" he asked hurriedly. Vyras coiled herself into a standing position. "Are you two ready to be introduced?" The Konan forces were scattered about in the vast cavern.
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Post by Tyira on Feb 2, 2012 1:28:12 GMT -5
Nilama exchanged a glance with Morne, then straightened herself. "Ready!" she said cheerfully.
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Post by Woodsy on Feb 2, 2012 1:35:26 GMT -5
Morne nodded and Vyras began. "Dragons fall in, we have some very encouraging news!" All the scattered dragons filed into lines. "Today we have to young dragons who I would like to welcome. They have come a long way and have suffered many tragedies and I ask that we all take them under our wings. This is Nilama," she put her tail tip on Nilama's head, "and this is Morne." She rested her tail tip on his head in turn. "Now both of you, introduce yourselves. You first Nilama."
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Post by Tyira on Feb 2, 2012 1:38:36 GMT -5
"I am Nilama. I am a Blue-Finned Bluna, and my mommy and daddy were chased away by two Moonstones. That's why I'm here." Nilama stepped back to let Morne speak.
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Post by Woodsy on Feb 2, 2012 1:42:14 GMT -5
"I am Morne. I am an Ember dragon of nearly twelve moons and m-" he stopped mid sentence as if something had come over him. He gave an eerie shudder.
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Post by Tyira on Feb 2, 2012 1:44:29 GMT -5
"Morne?" Nilama asked cautiously. "Morne, are you okay? Morne?!" The young dragon looked up at Vyras. "What's wrong? What's happening?"
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Post by Woodsy on Feb 7, 2012 21:25:44 GMT -5
In a voice like a thousand souls, Morne called out,"A battle is coming. In the dark of nothing a spirit will stir. Keep a weather eye for the light of the Jungle to come through. Only he can lead you to victory." As the voices died away, Morne's knees buckled under him. Coughing as if he had breathed in smoke, Morne fell into sleep.
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Post by Tyira on Feb 7, 2012 21:29:07 GMT -5
Nilama waved her paw in front of Morne's still face. "Morne? Morne! Oh, Vyras, what are we to do?" She sat back on her haunches and bit her lip. "Is it my fault?"
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Post by Woodsy on Feb 7, 2012 21:34:23 GMT -5
"Of course not little one. I think we just witnessed the beginning of the end. That prophecy he spoke of was about this war." The Skywing seemed deeply troubled but tried to comfort the Bluna.
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Post by Tyira on Feb 7, 2012 21:55:39 GMT -5
"He can tell the future? An oracular ember. Amazing! And I know him personally! He should probably be taken to a nice sleeping cavern," she suggested. "How long will he be asleep?"
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Post by Woodsy on Feb 8, 2012 19:30:55 GMT -5
Vyras nodded. "I will move him myself and as for how long, only Daar can tell." Wrapping her sleek tail around him she beckoned for Nilama and flew off.
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Post by Tyira on Feb 8, 2012 19:41:30 GMT -5
Nilama was getting rather worried. "He's been asleep for two days. What if he never wakes up? Not dead, just asleep forever?"
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