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Post by swordbird on Mar 13, 2008 12:14:10 GMT -5
[glow=blue2,300][/glow] A lone snowey owl flew down though the icey slopes of some ice coverd cliffs. ''Sprink on my stinking sister Gussa! How dare she betray our family! That no good owl .Why the Hagsmire would she do that.'' Snowflake shouted. Then she started to fly faster as she was flying down the icey flows.
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Shelly
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Leave me the Sprink alone! -Scherl
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Post by Shelly on Mar 13, 2008 15:51:59 GMT -5
A Great Gray flew off from the ledge it had been posted on for the past few days. This was not the place for a Smither from the South should live like. One day's trip to the beyond had gone wrong and he was pulled into the Northern Kingdoms. Glaesel flapped his wings as he took off. He wasnt the loner type so when he saw a Snowy shouting, he turned course and stayed a bit behind her as she sped up.
He shyed awayfrom admitting he had heard her shouts."Miss, are you from the Northern Kingdoms?"
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Post by swordbird on Mar 14, 2008 18:00:07 GMT -5
snowflake frowed ''no i just travle alot.''she then perched on a rock that was icey. '' the names snowflake and what should i call you stranger'' snowflake said with caution.
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Shelly
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Post by Shelly on Mar 14, 2008 19:46:08 GMT -5
Glaesel frowned at the ice patch Snowflake had landed on, but still landed causiously. When he was asked his name, he met her with an astonished look. "I heard travelers dont ask, nor give out names. But, my name is Glaesel: Rogue Smith of Ambaba of the Southern Kingdoms."
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Post by swordbird on Mar 15, 2008 18:35:21 GMT -5
snowflake sighed ''what maby i am more frindly than most.'' she gazed at the great grey. ''so you wants to talk to or are we just crossin paths cause i am in a hurry?''snowflake stated.'then said softly sorry you had to hear me shoutin like that ''.
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Shelly
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Post by Shelly on Mar 15, 2008 21:04:57 GMT -5
"Sure, sure. Friendlier, much more." Glaesel seemed in a daze as he scrabled on the ice. he finally looked up and clacked his beak, a habit in his family. "No worries about the shouting. I heard it all the time in the nest. What with me sisters Ross and Frost shouting at eachother all the time. Oh, I guess we were just crossing paths, Im in a hurry too."
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Post by desen on Mar 16, 2008 2:01:09 GMT -5
Vinxen flew at quick speed and broke up the conversation between the two owls. all vinxen did was sigh. after a pause he dove down and struck the snowy with an ice scimitar.
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Post by swordbird on Mar 16, 2008 10:20:13 GMT -5
''Arrg! Whoa! Hay what the hootin hay did i do?'' snowflake said shaking her head rapidly. she spun around and snarled at her attacker ''well you wants a fight than you gots one.''she shouted. Than snowflake swung her ice sword at the owl.
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Shelly
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Post by Shelly on Mar 16, 2008 12:14:39 GMT -5
Glaesel perched on a ledge, wide-eyed. He hadnt been in a fight since his Ga'Hoole days. With a shakey sigh, he slipped his battle claws on and went in pursuit of the Barn owl. Diving in a deep spiral toward the bird, he went to get his back. "You barn owls really frink me off."
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Post by desen on Mar 16, 2008 17:00:40 GMT -5
Vinxen dodged and looked at the top of the two owls heads. ~hmm..they dont have the marking..that jerkoff gave me the wrong frinking target!~
"wait stop! I apolagize, I didnt mean to fight you! it seems I got the wrong target..dont attack!" Vinxen was flapping wildy, dodging the attacks.
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Shelly
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Leave me the Sprink alone! -Scherl
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Post by Shelly on Mar 16, 2008 17:47:47 GMT -5
"You're with the Pure ones or St. Aggies?" Glaesel had stopped trying to get to the target but was still in defencive mode. "What or who was the target you were going for?"
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Post by swordbird on Mar 17, 2008 14:55:41 GMT -5
snowflake laned on a cold ice flow '' well that was just strange to go and attak us like that maby you should anwser his questioins.''
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