Angel smilled, "Are you asking me to take you home?" she looked at him she wouldn't say no she needed someone to fight with.
Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2009 10:03 pm
"I am. What do you say... Mistress?" Squire said, having enjoyed the fight himself.
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Posted: Mon Feb 09, 2009 8:57 pm
"I say that i would be delighted." Angeel said turning around and heading back to the car.
Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 9:52 am
Squire nodded and followed her. He let himself get lost in thought of having a mistress and how she would treat him..
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 1:54 pm
Angel got to her bright, clean, red car and oppened the passenger door waving with her hand to let him in.
(Next post can be in Angel's home.)
Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2009 10:58 am
Sef laid peacefully under a large oak tree, his nine tails curled around him. Life was good in the forest, if he did say so himself; there was fresh air, no one yelling at him, and he could gnaw at nearly whatever he desired without being kicked in the head. Looking up at the tree he was under, he tried desperately to discern it's shape. His blank white eyes squinted, then relaxed again as he gave in. He never had been able to see. He never would be able to. With that thought in mind, he closed his eyes and sighed heavily, taking in the scents of the forest.
Crow yawned a bit. He had really wanted to just stay in this tree forever. His stomach started to growl slightly. This meant he was going to have to go find food. He shifted his weight slightly and started to take flight. Crow had his sights set on getting some fish to eat. The little dragon dove and grabbed a few fish in his claws. He headed back to the side of the lake and started roasting them with flames from his mouth. The male wasn't one to eat raw fish in any form.
Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2009 7:22 pm
Smelling something revolting yet oddly familiar, Sef lifted his head and began sniffing the air. "...Fish?" he said aloud to himself after a moment. Puzzled, he stood up. "Who would be cooking fish in the forest? A master? Would a slave or a free one ever give themselves away with such a clear beacon?"