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Post by stalla on Sept 4, 2008 5:06:29 GMT 12
Stalla soon arrived at the Home Cave, and made her way in as deep as she could before lying down. She wanted some peace, quiet and rest before she went out to do some hunting for the day. Pulling a dragon over to the sea had been more exhausting than she'd expected. Suddenly, she began to wonder what Tukstan was doing for no apparent reason.
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Post by Thoran on Sept 9, 2008 15:47:09 GMT 12
Tukstan glanced at his the fragment of his mates egg shell longingly. "Maswered, why you not me?" He shook his head in anger and hate making the pains in his neck burn. "Maswered..."
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Post by stalla on Sept 14, 2008 1:19:31 GMT 12
Unable to hold her curiosity in for much longer, Stalla flew outside despite how tired she was. Then she realised it was a stupid idea, and that Tukstan would be deep under the surface by now, she just landed on the ground by the water. Slowly, she began to drift into sleep.
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Post by Thoran on Sept 18, 2008 11:20:31 GMT 12
Feeling agitated Tukstan spread his wings and slowly walked into the water. Tears blurred his vision but were washed away as he dipped his head and swam away from Dragon Cove and his new friends.
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Post by Cirna on Oct 4, 2008 18:51:52 GMT 12
Not to far from where Tukstan was leaving, a large group of hiera landed on the golden shore of Dragon Cove. At their head was Ishran, the healer, and within the ranks one could spot Santan. Ishran leapt upon a large rock, and called out; "The dragons have attacked one of the mighty hiera. We cannot leave this unpunished! We will attack the Home Cave in an hour and give the dragons the same mercy they showed our sister. None."
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Post by Thoran on Oct 6, 2008 15:42:47 GMT 12
Thoran heard the call of the Hiera and gulped making the fresh herbs on his nose sting. The golden egg in his mouth twitched causing him to sneeze. A ripple of pain ran through his nose. He waddled up to CIrna and stalla and dropped the egg at his feet. "It's hatching."
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Post by Cirna on Oct 6, 2008 18:28:14 GMT 12
Cirna studied the egg. Thoran was right; thin cracks ran over the surface. "Reminds me of when your egg hatched, Thoran," she murmured absentmindedly. "But your egg was purest white, not golden."
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Post by Thoran on Oct 10, 2008 15:02:27 GMT 12
Thoran thingyed his head. The cracks were spreading fast like golden sparks. Suddenly the egg burst open, sending fragments of the golden shell flying. Thoran sheilded his eyes with his wings and then looked at the ground in front of him. "Gryphen." The little dragon that lay in front of him smiled.
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Post by Thoran on Oct 10, 2008 15:04:22 GMT 12
((I'm going to make the profile for Gryphen later but at the moment I don't have the time. She's golden with silver horns and red eyes. Thats all I know at the moment(((or is it...))).))
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Post by Cirna on Oct 13, 2008 15:18:39 GMT 12
((Ummm.... "Thoran thingyed his head"?))
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Post by vgmaster831 on Oct 14, 2008 14:46:40 GMT 12
((It is your censor system, my guess is that it was supposed to say "c-o-c-k-e-d"))
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Post by Thoran on Oct 14, 2008 16:02:33 GMT 12
((Um whoopsie... Yes it was ment to be c-o-c-k-e-d))
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