[justify]the falcon wheeled over the gathered group, silently agreeing with fletcher. "umm, don't you think that's too many...?" cavalry added quietly, alighting amongst the group of felines.[/justify]
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[justify]cavalry swooped down towards the airborne cobalt and attempted at intercepting her midair. "you little bitch!"[/justify]
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[justify]queeny never said tora could take that memory so cavalry still has it, but nevertheless, cavalry swooped away. queeny also didn't say that he frickin' used his feet.[/justify]
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[justify]{oh. i meant that he stopped her from breaking in.}[/justify]
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[justify]late. he was late. he shouldn't have been, but he was. all because of that dumb battle. he had only heard persephone's forsaken voice ten minutes before. before she died. before she killed herself. the children. what about the children? what about their life? what about our life? but it was too late. as the falcon alighted before the body, he began to keen. it was a high, terrible sound. the sound of death rattling around in the winter, full of agony and despair.[/justify]
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[justify]wheeling. wheeling, keening, and waiting. waiting for a miracle. and now, here it was. the miracle. with a shrieking, joyful cry, cavalry, a falcon, swooped down and alighted next to ore. "ORANGEBLOSSOM!"[/justify]
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[justify]the silver falcon tucked his blade-like wings to his side and frowned. "persephone called me. ten minutes before your death, she summoned me in the middle of raiding the skulls. she knew you were going to die. persephone said the spirits foretold it."[/justify]
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[justify]{hey so do you want them to have bAbiES after the prom?}[/justify]
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[justify]that's cool. also, do you think it would be possible for their relationship to become long-term?[/justify]
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[justify]"orangeblossom." cavalry started before breaking off. "ore. i'm sorry, but i have to go. and i don't think i'm coming back. i have a family i'm obligated to, as well as a clan. and i have to free klondike too, if i can. but remember, i'll always be there like a friend should. if you ever need me, just reach out with your thoughts. i'll find you."[/justify]
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[justify]"i'll visit." he promised. "if anyone would like to come with me, i have a plan to get him back to you."[/justify]
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[justify]as an unfamiliar voice filled his mind, he cringed. it was full of unspeakable sadness, but had a darkly beautiful tint to it. "many lives does sadness reap, but now the blossom droops and weeps. persephone warns. do not deny the queen of the dead." and with a shriek, the falcon turned and bolted away.[/justify]
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[justify]{pm me lockie<33}
"very well. meet me back here at sundown." and with that, the bird swooped towards the lighthouse and hopped inside.[/justify]
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[justify]cavalry alighted in the camp, carrying a limp female body in his talons. the daughter of mysticstar had been pretty damn easy to 'catch'. the silver falcon had bound her in strips of leather as to create a carrying harness of his new prisoner. and damn was she light.[/justify]
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[justify]cavalry smiled at his future mate's daughter. "thanks, spiritkit." he cawed, pretending to ignore haribo as he distractedly set her down. "where the hell is klondike?" he thought.[/justify]
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[justify]"thank you, miss praelium. although, I was hoping a daughter of mysticstar and hiddenwolf would have put up more of a fight. after all, that's what a guard should do." cavalry ruffled his feathers with pride, poking haribo seemingly roughly {though it was a gentle push} with the flat of his talon as to signal to her to wake up.[/justify]
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cavalry slapped haribo upside the head with the flat of his talon as part of the charade. "i'm very sorry. this one has quite the mouth."
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shielding the line of communication before telepathically communicating, the falcon transmitted to habby; "sorry, haribo. I have to occasionally poke you. and don't worry, they won't hurt you unless i allow them to."
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[justify]//late
the falcon shrugged. "hell if i do, hell if i don't. i'm in."[/justify]
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[justify][size=7pt]"aye. and apparently gryms can do it like a snail, too." the falcon alighted on the rooftop, grinning a beaky grin. "would you like a push, m'lady?"[/size][/justify]