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09-05-2012, 03:12 PM
The word's of the fem was the only thing to get through to the young stallion. He watched as the big cat fled, no burns visible. Oh how he loved his illuion magic. He then turned, his eyes relaxing back down to a warm chocolate color and a look of concern. He looked her over slightly before speaking "How's your wing?" There was just something about the wing that just did not look right. He was glad that they both had made it out almost in one piece.
It was the voice of another who made him turn. He was startled at first as she just moved right on in and began to look at the pegasus's injuies. He felt bad that he had not arrived sooner, but at least he was some help and that young cougar had been taught a lesson that he would not soon forget.
It was the voice of another who made him turn. He was startled at first as she just moved right on in and began to look at the pegasus's injuies. He felt bad that he had not arrived sooner, but at least he was some help and that young cougar had been taught a lesson that he would not soon forget.
