the echo of the evening.

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  1. <center><span style='color:steelblue'>10 - Tessera - 81378
    evening; partly cloudy
    tci pumkaj</span>

    She was dreaming again.
    A flash of light howled through her face as the elder awoke from her
    daylights slumber. Her snout rose to the atmosphere quickly with a
    breath. Her alabaster coat ruffled as she inhaled again, and her
    cherry blossom eyes becoming focused once more. How she hated
    the nightmarish demons that followed her in her brittle legs; making
    their way up into her mind like dancers. Even her daughter had
    admitted she was a tad on the edge. Slash crazy.
    The average leveled Pendragon arose from her sleeping spot in the
    deep foilage of Vivuli Jungle. The before the morning she slept
    through she had come across a small dirty empty part in the woods. A
    tree she would have prefured, if only she had the strength to leap into
    one that morn. Evening was upon her now, and how funny yet blissful
    she felt under the watchful eyes of the gods above. From her spot on
    the dirt she sat on her ivorn hanches. One paw she lifted to bite at
    the bandages. Staring as she did, she took note to the empty
    surrondings.
     
  2. Albino masculine glided through the jungle, mud staining his claws as he avoided the blankets of moss quilting the dying canopy. The quad titian seemed to dance as he frolicked, the wind luring him here and there with the aroma of blooming wildflowers. Blood red optics where alert; so keen, as if in a trance. Khup paused at the outskirts of a clearing, a charming smile braced his face. He revealed blood stained canines ashe lurked, tucked beneath thorny underbrush. he had no need to bring down a elder; even if he took the time for her to share her sins and useless knowledge. No, their blood was sour and spoiled. Not worth the strength. His irrangular tail wrapped around his hind legs as he approached the clearing. The cat reclined unpon his haunches, eyeing her a mennesing stare. <span style='color:red'>Dear ma'm, might I have the nerve to ask where you're traveling on a humid day like this?</span>
     
  3. A small mouse darted out from beneath a blackberry bush. Hunting for a few crumbs to nibble on. Its small pinpoint nose twitched slightly when it saw the two 'dragons sitting in its clearing. It squeaked angrily and transformed into a female 'dragon. Xela stalked towards the others, just in time to catch the male 'dragons remark. Once she got close enough she saw that the other female was old and frail. She thought it unwise for such a weak 'dragon be out in the dangerous forest when it could easily be lunch to any other animal. Xela spoke quickly trying not to be annoying
    <font color= "darkblue"> And may I ask both of you the same thing? </font>
     
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