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05-06-2003, 12:46 PM | #11 |
Stormdancer of Doom
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Gamba, dislodged by Mornie, flew gratefully through the air and landed with an oomph. He looked back, and saw all three wolves engaged by brave and daring elves and a man wearing an assortment of pots and pans, and he gave a very grateful sigh of relief.
But there was an unanswered question, still. Mithadan! Where was he? What had happened? He grabbed another torch, and headed backstage. One of the large wargs headed towards him, and he hastily fed the torch to him and ran between his legs. Gurgling howls of rage echoed behind him and two more wargs gave chase, getting closer; but Gamba had seen someone he recognized, and without thinking, ran up to safety along her tail and her back. "Angara, WOLVES!" he yelped in terror. Angara spun in surprise at the footsteps on her back, and sent a snort of flame behind her. It so happened that it singed the two warg's shouts, and they backed up snarling. "MOM!" Gamba yelled. "How is Mithadan?" [ May 06, 2003: Message edited by: mark12_30 ]
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