05-04-2007, 05:31 PM
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Doxy
Join Date: Oct 2005 Location: Change Has Come
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Elijah Black Sixth Year | Chair Spinner Luv the Profile Ebz and the pic too Rose could hear the crashing of waves and smell the salty sea air. She was sitting in James’s arms looking out at the beautiful horizon as the sun was setting. She looked up into his warm eyes and smiled they had been through so much together and now they could relax. It was such a nice feeling to finally be safe until Rose felt a sharp object pinch her finger. She looked down to see what it was when she realized her vision was blurry. That wasn't all she was laying down on a beach of shells her dress was in taters and her body ached all over. Rose sat up slowly it felt, as like every bone ion her body was broken. Once she was sitting up she rubbed her eyes to clear them up. Once her vision had returned the first thought that cam into her head as she looked at the sand dunes surrounding her was, "where the hell am I?" looking around she potted her friends and a figure she didn't recognize. Standing up she walked over to her friends to make sure they were all okay. Satisfied that they were all breathing she walked to the solitary figure a little ways off. Upon reaching her she checked her pulse and breathing. She breathed a sigh of relief. The girl was fine. Rose went over to one of the sand dunes and sat there waiting for them to wake up at their own pace. Emrys was out for his morning stroll. Upon reaching the River unceasing he began to run. His long chestnut brown hair streaming behind him as he ran, his brown eye’s flashing as he reached maximum speed. Elegantly his back began to arch forward and he felt his clothes blending into his skin and his neck arched forward as his arms touched the ground now as hooves. A might chestnut brown stag ran where there was once a well-built man. He thought about his people and Rhita Gwar’s attacks upon them he didn’t believe that anyone was ever going to come soon to help them get his people out of this. One thing was for sure he was not going to associate with those meat-eating humans. As he ran he hoped his people were also enjoying the thrill f running and feeling the earth run through their veins as each hove made contact with the soft ground. He was proud of his people and would stop at nothing to ensure their happiness and well-being. Even though he was at such a young age of 30 which was too young or a leader he new what he wanted for them Ionn was wandering along the same river but miles away, his dirty blond hair flowing in the wind as his green eyes scanned the horizon. He was a bard who awaited the prophesized ones to come. He had read the Prophecy many times and had done extensive research on their kind of humans. He was nearing the sand dunes and his heart raced; he hoped someone would be there today! Ever since Rhita Gwar had murdered his parents Ionn went to the sea shore where the sea had spit out Merlin many years ago. Upon reaching the dunes spotted people!!!!! Keeping his cool he hid and waited to see what they would do. The certainly were not of Fincayra they certainly did not have ears like his at least. And they were six!!!! This had to be them his heart raced as he waited…
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