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Post by Becca on Mar 16, 2009 0:42:41 GMT -6
Breath of Morning Mist had finished her chores for the day. She'd flown all the borders with the neighbouring gruops and found nothing to report, there'd been no messages or missions for her to undertake, and so she'd gone out to have some fun.
She angled her great long wings downwards and felt he slender body descend. She began to hover once she'd escaped from the cloud cover and looked down at the Great Canyon stretched out before her with milky blue eyes. She gathered herself up, preparing to start her reckless, but undoubtedly fun flight.
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