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Post by GEMMA ☿ on Jan 23, 2011 23:24:01 GMT -5
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She twisted a strand of dark hair around her finger, her intense gray eyes watching the muscle movement of Vierence as he ran in circles around her, his nostrils smoking. The trail of smoke behind him created a foggy atmosphere around the pair, though unlike the other elements this kind of air was not harmful to her lungs. Vierence puffed, running as fast as his small legs would carry him. "Careful Vier we're training, not racing." Katence said in a bored manner, releasing the hair and crossing her arms against her trim waist. The small dragon shot her a grumpy look, but slowed his pace just slightly. He knew she was right, but hated to admit it. The pair had been in the valley for several hours already, first running at a steady pace to warm up before stopping for a moment. Katence had required food, and the hatchling -too impatience to wait- had continued to run, determined as he was to be the fastest and the strongest of all Fire Dragons. They were certainly a well matched pair. ooc: open for anyone to reply
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