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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Aug 29, 2004 16:14:42 GMT -5
Zane blinks not realizing what was happening at first then he gives a loud *Frirp!* of congrats. ;D;
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Aug 23, 2004 11:19:54 GMT -5
chews a toe nail that snagged in the rocks while waiting for more something to do ;D;
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Jul 7, 2004 18:16:22 GMT -5
Zane tries to shrink into himself as much as he possibly can... only kinda succeeding though. he's now a slightly Smaller curled up Tyshiri instead of the bigger Tyshiri. ;D;
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on May 25, 2004 17:04:40 GMT -5
Zane grimaces hoping nobody heard the imploded sneeze but is sure that the sound of the currently 'it' critter moving his way prolly is an indicater that it was.
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Apr 24, 2004 18:49:22 GMT -5
Zane feels a sneeze coming on from some of the dandy lion's puff seeds floating in the air & going up his nose. he shoves the end of his tail up his nose to keep from sneezing.
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Apr 19, 2004 22:50:24 GMT -5
Zane looks a little startled at how suddenly the game started then takes off at a run trying to find a hiding place... do i hide Really well or just so-so?? or does it matter??coming onto a big rock sitting beside an old tree, he ducks down behind it hoping it will be big enough to get his tail hidden too.
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Apr 2, 2004 20:47:59 GMT -5
*Zane perks up... suddenly so much activity going around. he watches the parade of all the different creatures with curious amused eyes... things are looking up.*
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Apr 2, 2004 10:37:54 GMT -5
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Aug 23, 2004 11:23:18 GMT -5
Soran gumples... ~hey wait find who where... when wha?~ Storm pats him, "We'll find out when we find out. Meanwhile, muffins anybod?" she holds up a huge tray full of all sorts of flavored muffins and cupcakes for everybody
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Jun 6, 2004 20:39:11 GMT -5
Soran has to scramble not to fall in a heap on top of Yoral when the block moves unexpectedly easy. ~oof~ ~well...... that was easy... need any more help getting squished?~ ^_^;
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Jun 5, 2004 21:59:28 GMT -5
Soran nods and comes to stand beside Yoral ~whenever you're ready to pull/push give the signal.~
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Jun 4, 2004 7:45:57 GMT -5
Mostyn gives a confused glance to the symbols as well, then looks up at Yoral with a shrug. As for the object, he walks over to it and cautiously extends his muzzle to sniff at it. ~Hmm,~ he ponders, and then slowly extends a fore-talon up to it. Leaning his face back a bit, he flicks his talon a bit, scraping it (fairly lightly) across the object. Soran flinchs expecting maybe a fire ball instead of a spark type of thing to happen... ~this place gives me the creeps... all this mystery and magic creeping over and under and on top of us... i think we best go lightly and keep sharp.~
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on May 18, 2004 11:57:30 GMT -5
Soran tilts his head from one side to the other... ~erm, i don know these symbols... maybe they're in Origin Tyshiri? i only know the Gl'Mystican Tyshiri... either of you know it?~ he says after a moment; not having heard Mina's mental send to Yoral.
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Apr 19, 2004 16:14:29 GMT -5
shaking himself loose from his Own seeming frozen state, Soran enters with others to help... ~look just outside the cave at the trees... Lady Storm once told me that the moss if there is any will grow on the Nort side of a tree to escape the sun's rays. that the world with a sun's light had the sun shining from Sout to Nort. the world she knew anyway... so i'm guessing we face him towards the cave mouth unless either of you see aanother way for the light to come in?~
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Post by Old Storm SilverWolf on Apr 9, 2004 18:04:19 GMT -5
going carefully, he keeps putting one foot in front of the other... not plodding but keeping or Trying to keep his mind on the task at, erm, paw. he wonders when they'll get there... where ever There is...
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