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Post by Woodsy on Dec 11, 2011 18:36:36 GMT -5
There Vyras lay gasping as the feathery soft snow fell on her. The blood still flowed strongly from her wounds and her tail was blackened. Dragons around her mumbled about her being aloud to stay and Dase being leader.
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Post by Tyira on Dec 11, 2011 18:44:00 GMT -5
"Vyras, are you okay? Do you need help? Don't die. Please."
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Post by Woodsy on Dec 11, 2011 18:48:35 GMT -5
"I-i'm fine. I can-" She fell back down with a whuf. "I can't get up. Dase, I don't think this is good."
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Post by Tyira on Dec 13, 2011 19:32:29 GMT -5
"Can anyone heal?" Dase asked hopefully. "I can do a little," said a Shadow Walker quietly.
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Post by Woodsy on Dec 13, 2011 19:38:08 GMT -5
"Thank you, thank you with all my heart. Or what's left of it."
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Post by Tyira on Dec 13, 2011 22:32:45 GMT -5
The dragon, whose name was Mesicstin, quietly strode to Vyras. "This may feel a little weird, okay?" He began to fade, until he was barely visible. And then he began to walk forward, through the Skywing.
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Post by Woodsy on Dec 14, 2011 0:09:51 GMT -5
A shiver went down her spine as the strange dragon stepped through her body. Then suddenly, the pain stopped and her heart beat returned to normal.
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Post by Tyira on Dec 15, 2011 20:16:33 GMT -5
"Are you alright now?" he asked softly.
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Post by Woodsy on Dec 15, 2011 22:06:27 GMT -5
"I feel much better. Thank you," she said.
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Post by Tyira on Dec 17, 2011 12:34:11 GMT -5
Mesicstin slowly strode away, fading as he did so. "So, should you rest, or...?" Dase asked.
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Post by Woodsy on Dec 18, 2011 18:41:30 GMT -5
"I-I'm fine. Maybe I should just rest," she said looking tiredly at Dase.
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Post by Tyira on Dec 18, 2011 18:44:10 GMT -5
Dase smiled. "Alright. I'll leave you alone until you're properly rested." Dase strode out of the cave and began to speak to the Konan dragons.
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Post by Woodsy on Dec 18, 2011 18:57:43 GMT -5
Morne was resting quietly in the cave. He was completely exhausted and the wind was biting at his still young skin.
Vyras smiled weakly and curled up. The sun was touching the horizon and the moon was a quarter way up the sky as the Skywing slept.
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Post by Tyira on Dec 18, 2011 19:00:19 GMT -5
A young Two-Finned Bluna fell abruptly into Morne's cave. It was cold as ice, and it seemed to be dead.
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Post by Woodsy on Dec 18, 2011 19:02:37 GMT -5
The cooled black body of Morne sprang to life. The veins of heat filled through his body as he walked cautiously over the the body. He hoped the heat radiating from his body would revive the downed dragon.
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