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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 12:13 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 12:31 am
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(like you just woke up and need a cup before getting dressed in the morn. I gotcha ~'^)
"Not my intention, I assure you," Senaka said after taking a silent moment to stop herself from crying out. She had her pride and she was stronger than this. Besides, this pain was nothing to how it felt earlier. Though she did feel bad for making the General worry about her. He had probably forgotten about her injuries too, not that her stoic nature had helped. She'd been trying to tough it out all day, hiding her winces and smoothing her limping stride. It had all worked too well and now she had hurt herself again.
Seeing Suka at her side, the Noble let herself lean more into Ace. She knew her wolf was safe and that she was in good hands so her body relaxed a little. Reaching out, she buried her hand in Suka's fur along her cuff. In response, Suka walked a little closer, letting her body help keep the weakening Noble straight as they made their way to the infirmary.
"It is not degrading to show love and respect. I merely am not going to roll over like a pup when there are more important things to do than drool at her feet," the wolf countered with a toothy grin. At hearing her words, the Noble chuckled softly and patted her pelt knowingly.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2010 7:44 am
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 9:39 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 10:08 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 10, 2010 11:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 1:24 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 11, 2010 11:45 pm
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(We hadn't decided on a name yet, that's why you don't remember. lol)
Some of the locals still looked a little uncertain, but stayed back as Ace's men filed in and took the canines and the woman away.
Senaka awoke first, finding herself in a similar white sheeted bed as she had been in earlier. Sitting up abruptly, her head swirled and she lunged her body to the side. Vomit splattered onto the tiled floor. Her body, too weak to straighten back onto the bed, lay half over the edge. Her gray eyes half closed, full of tears. She never was what some called a 'polite' vomit-er. Her breath came in shallow pants, and her side continued to throb.
A hunched figure, covered in a hooded robe, fled from the ruins of the city on the back of a sand glyder. The smoke from fires mixed in the rabid dessert winds, preventing them from rising high enough to signal. Instead a thick haze spread over vast ground.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 12:26 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 12:50 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 12:53 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 12:58 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 1:02 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 1:07 am
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