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( And still they ran )

*There.* Prince Smoke eased out of the underbrush to greet Morton as soon as he stepped out of the Coach *That is the set of huts that the Lady and the others went to.* He whined a little in his throat. *There is a a bad-meat feeling there. But it comes and goes, like scent on a changing wind.*After hearing from Beale that Prince Smoke had ( Read more... )

Lucivar lay on his back in the young grass, his hands behind his head, his wings spread out to dry after the quick dip in the spring-fed pool. Jaenelle and Karla were still splashing about in the cold water, washing the sweat and dirt out of their long hair. He closed his eyes and groaned contentedly as the sun slowly warmed and loosened tight ( Read more... )

Lucivar sat on the bank of a creek, finding a little comfort in the rhythmic whack whack whack coming from the clearing. At least destroying the abandoned shack with a sledgehammer gave Jaenelle an outlet for sexual rage and burning energy. Even more important, it was an outlet that would keep her in place for a little while ( Read more... )

Karla was heading to the courtyard of the Keep, where a portal had been ordered for her return to Fandom. It still felt wrong, oh so wrong, to be heading back to safety and comfort while Jaenelle and Lucivar were out in the wilds of Askavi, circling each other in a dark and dangerous dance. She was supposed to just go home and focus on class while ( Read more... )

Triela didn't snicker at the various ways that Karla tried to calm the girls in the back of the van down, or even smile in amusement, at what Karla was doing. She knew how awkward it was, but also how important. She didn't really want the girls panicking at any point before they could be passed off to someone in authority somewhere ( Read more... )

It was a good thing that it didn't matter, because Triela did snort softly ( Read more... )

Okay, she didn't exactly fall into a hole. Rather, she tripped over some knotty second-growth and went tumbling down. Except the down happened to be connected a lot of soil and detritus that had gotten stacked around a cave mouth. Pulling out most of the supporting web of growth ended up loosening up the soil and revealing the cave. Which Karla ( Read more... )

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"Thorns don't have to break the skin to hurt a Hell of a lot," Karla said darkly. "Though I suppose we could always walk on the air for a bit."

( It would be good practice! )