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05-11-2014, 01:56 AM
Aaron "Not your fault, Smoke was right. It was dangerous. There were creatures that took over those we know and love. Somehow, this pine cone" He turn his head to look at the pine cone still tied in his mane "It was given to me by some tree. When I went looking for others in the Edge, I found one of the creatures who had taken over Kahlua attacking Luken. I took the attack instead. The pine cone glowed yellow, and we were saved." He sighed remembering that had been the last him he had seen the former WingLeader's son. "I'm not sure what was worse, the shades or these wraiths. Even now I am on alert for danger." There was more news to be told. "Mirage is among the missing, as is her daughter Amaris among others. I am glad you had Vikram and Semira with you." He listened as she took a deep breath. The smell of home was clear on his coat. Of course he had returned to the Edge after the darkness. It was the one place that he could call home. He fought for that land, not once but twice. But if Kimber did not want to return there, he would follow. Glazier or not he would go. She was his family, and therefore he belonged wherever she wanted. "It's not your fault... It's not anyone's fault really other than those who killed Takara and the one who got Sakura pregnant." It had taken him months to realize this. It was freak chance. "Wolves killed Azale and her mate. The prints showed first two running, then behind Azale only one. I can only assume the child got away. With Sakura, I was told that an Old Mare had taken the child in, but had died days before I arrived. They are out there somewhere, I can only hope they make it to Helovia." He paused and sighed. "What matters now is, I have you." "Talking"  |
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In Nomine Patris Et Filii
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In Nomine Patris Et Filii
Et Spiritus Sancti
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Permission granted to use magic or physical force with Aaron at any time for any reason to any degree, with the exception of killing him.
