
Posted by Black Rain & Black Magic on January 14, 2009, 11:21 pm, in reply to "~Blessed Green One~"
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Black Rain nodded, hearing and agreeing to everything the fox said. He listened as the two conversed about blessings and eggs, smiling to himself. He'd never had either himself. He'd only wished. Flaming Rose had loved her blessings, always finding new ways to play around with them. And she loved her dragons too. Sometimes he wished he'd happon apon an egg or discover a hidden magic, but had always been unsuccessful in both catagories. Following the two, he threw in his own comment just for the sake of conversation. "As far as I know, I don't have any blessings," he said, peronality brightening a bit. The conversation was simply lifting his spirits somewhat. "Nor have I had any mythicals. My friend, though, used to find them all the time." His tail gave a small wave behind him.
From the back of the fox's large den, a black bundle stirred. Lime green eyes opened, blinking away sleep as the older pup tried to think what had woken him. Suddenly he heard the voices, determining that that was the cause. Standing, he gave a stretch and yawn, eyes traveling to the eggs he was sleeping near. Though he hadn't really seen Bandido since he'd come to Earth, it was out of respect. She was busy much of the time, so he'd taken to exploring the pack lands himself and learning to catch little game. The Earth Pack was a wonderful place for self exploration and testing one's skills. Smiling, he poked his head out of the den. Perhaps now was a good time to show the fox he was still alive and well. It wasn't that he'd been avoiding her, just that he'd been out seeing new things every day. He stretched out in the sunlight, feeling it warm his black coat and waited next to the den for them to show up.
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