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Post by Gyllen Rift on Nov 15, 2005 2:29:28 GMT
Emerald optics blinked, blinded for what you would call hardly even a second. Paws-and talons embedded themselves into the fertile soil, churning it with every bit of pressure.
Tension coursed through every nerve of Gyllen Rift's bodice. Today she was here to collect a mate, unlike any other day. Her golden feathers ruffled as she waited, head co.cked to the side ever so slightly.
A home was needed. A mate was needed. A flock-or what you may call a pack was needed. Would this seeker find what she's looking for? Only time will tell. And time might-just might bring her good fortune.
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Post by bethany on Nov 15, 2005 19:56:06 GMT
Phoenix landed softly"hi"she lowered her head 2 drink she wasnt looking for a mate but her mate needed more members in their flock, herd, pack watever u wish 2 call it
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Post by Gyllen Rift on Nov 16, 2005 2:03:28 GMT
Her long slender wings fanned out. A friend? Not what she expected, but at least it was somone. Hello she crooned in reply to the colorful gryphon. What brings you here? I be dubbed Gyllen Rift, by the way, if you were to call. And you? Her vocals stretched to announce her tearful (ahahah) name.
She too lowered her pecker to the depths of the cool icey waters that simply reflected her image right back at her. Water leaked into her harvest-colored beak, running down her throat like a stream as she gulped it down.
Emerald onlookers came to look at Pheonix as Gyllen Rift waited patiently, silently.
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Post by bethany on Nov 16, 2005 19:48:53 GMT
"looking for flock members 2 join my mate and me. Phoenix is my name"she lifted her beak from the stream and sat on her haunches watching Gyllen Rift
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Post by Gyllen Rift on Nov 16, 2005 23:59:51 GMT
She nodded her feathery tiara in understanding. I see she replied. So i'm proposing that you have come to ask if I may join your flock?? Am I not correct? If I am, I'm dearly sorry and embarassed with my words she replied, a serious look in her glossy marble-like optics.
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Post by Fotia on Nov 17, 2005 0:17:04 GMT
Animus followed Phoenix and landed quietly beside her. He folded his wings against his back and nodded o Rift. He smiled warmly and said, Lo dove. I am Animus. Mate of Phoenix. I see she has come to ask you to join our flock. I would deeply appreciate i if you could. And no need to feel embaresed madem. He smiled happily as he watched her.
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Post by bethany on Nov 17, 2005 0:35:24 GMT
Phoenix watched with soft eyes as her mate landed beside her"greetings Animus. would u like 2 join Rift?"
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Post by Gyllen Rift on Nov 17, 2005 1:20:47 GMT
She thought for a moment, suddenly bringing up the question. So I'm guessing I would be one of the lowerclass mates would i not? The femme asked, wanting to be the top "dog."
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Post by bethany on Nov 17, 2005 1:41:31 GMT
"only by one but u still get the option of breeding with my mate right?"she turned 2 Animus
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Post by Gyllen Rift on Nov 17, 2005 3:05:22 GMT
So much had she wished to be the first femme of the flock. But apparently in this situation that was not an option.
She was trapped-she wanted to be the first, but that position was already taken. Yet she didn't want so say no in fear that it would effect Animus's and Pheonix's feelings towards her. Oh how she wished she had been claimed the handsome stud's queen first.
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Post by Fotia on Nov 18, 2005 1:00:39 GMT
ANimus smiled and said, I do have the right of breeding with all the femme's in my Flock. It would be nice to have another femme around as well. And you can always be second in line. I am very sorry that you could not be head..., he dipped his head to show his sorrow and watched her with gleaming eyes. He smiled warmly at her and coninued, I will love all femme's in my Flock. All will be equally treated as well. There is no worry of being lower than Phoenix.
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Post by Gyllen Rift on Nov 18, 2005 3:23:06 GMT
Her tail swished, drumming in and out of the long golden-brown stalks of grass. She didn't know what to say.
There is no worry of being lower than Pheonix..
His words rang in her head. But...I would still be lower she thought to herself. She gazed around, as if searching for someone else to come rescue her from this predicament. But no help came. As much as she wanted to leave with Animus, she wanted to be head. Oh how hard this was.
She didn't know how to reply without sounding like a stuck-up snob. Her optics fixed on Animus's. They bored into his, as if trying to find something behind those liquidy eyes of a gryphon. I...
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Post by bethany on Nov 18, 2005 20:24:57 GMT
Phoenix looked around everything became cold as she felt the faes sorrow"let her be alpha i will be second in line"her eyes became dull she would help her even if it meant giving up her position
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Post by Fotia on Nov 18, 2005 23:28:52 GMT
"But..." Animus started. That was all he could get out for now. He looked to Phoenix and said, "Are you sure?" He smiled at her and looked to Rift. "I guess...Yes, you can be head." He looked to Rainbow once more then back to Rift, his head still held proud. He would always have a soft spot for Phoenix though.
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Post by bethany on Nov 19, 2005 17:46:44 GMT
Phoenix watched as it grew colder and it started 2 snow heavily and soon it became a small blizzard
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