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- Temeraire Stormbringer - 06-20-2012 [html]
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Excitement didn't quite cover the feelings in Teme at the moment. He and Eli had wanted to explore a bit further into the Commune of the Salmon but knew it wouldn't be possible without an adult with them. The land might be in their territory, but Temeraire understood that there were those who held no respect for others lands and would wander into Vinátta and hurt them. It was a far fetched idea, but his father had told him often to be careful until he was able to shift and defend himself properly. Logically this made sense to the boy, but there were more than a few times where what his father said to him just sounded too much and he didn't believe half of it. He'd asked Eli, who had been excited about it. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] - Ezra Rosen - 06-23-2012 [html] Sorry for the wait. PP them getting there is okay with meeeeeeee~ Hold still Eli! Could be heard outside as Ezra kept pulling out the undercoat of his son outside. Eli had done nothing but complain about how is undercoat was making him uncomfortable in the summer heat. Ezra was dutifully trying to pull out the hair, but the little one was wriggling around so much that it made it hard. Eli saw it as a game, just like everything else in his mind, and the Hollr was getting impatient. Eli ran around in tight circles as his optime father ran around with him, Eli yipping and running around in glee. Fine. Be hot. I’m not helping you again. Eli pouted, and gave a loud whine, complaining. But Daaaaad… the little one complained, just until he heard Teme’s paws on the front door. He barked happily and ran inside to greet his dark friend. Hey! the pup exclaimed, running out to the front garden. Hey Teme. Let’s go! Ezra smiled at his son’s best friend, ushering the boys out and closing the door behind them. .freebjuly27 b {font-weight:bold; color:#f48335; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #254e27; } .freebjuly27 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freebjuly27 {margin:0 auto; width:484px; background-color:#04b96a; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/7YD8K.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 140px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#0b052c; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freebjuly27 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freebjuly27 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Temeraire Stormbringer - 06-24-2012 [html]
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From within, the young Stormbringer could hear the commotion his best friend was creating. He could also hear the adoring frustration in Ezra's voice. A giggle escaped the young boy, his thin but slowly growing tail flashing back and forth. He'd enjoyed his tail much more when it was more whip-like, Eli had been a victim of his 'special weapon' more often than the boys cared to remember. Unfortunately, he was growing up and longer, guard hairs were beginning to make his tail softer and less of a lethal weapon than the boy was appreciative of. A whine came from further inside the house and Teme let another giggle out, just as Eli burst from the room. His greeting was met with a playful bat to his friends face, before Ezra came from within, exclaiming that they should go. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] - Ezra Rosen - 07-01-2012 [html] Awww, so cute. Ezra watched as Eli’s tried to fling the mud he had gathered on his paws away from him, but it seemed to just make the russet boy dirtier. Ezra chuckled and chose to let his son struggle, finding a valuable lesson in it and some amusement. The group continued on, and after some time the dark non-Rosen mentioned seeing bears. You think so? Ezra indulged Teme in the idea, but knew that was highly unlikely. If Ezra smelled any bears in their vicinity Ezra would go in the exact opposite direction. He enjoyed taking care of Teme but wasn’t about to put his life in danger. Bears and wolves didn’t interact much and Ezra preferred to keep the beasts as far away from him and his family as possible. Ezra hadn’t yet ventured this deep into the packlands, so he was unsure of where to direct the young boys. The other members had mentioned some of the beautiful land outside of the Commune, but between babysitting and fixing his house he hadn’t much time to explore his new home. Where to, boys? He left it open-ended; perhaps the boys would prefer to direct where they went and Ezra just quite frankly didn’t know anywhere special to go.This way! Eli shouted excitedly, suddenly turning right and heading into a particularly dark patch of old-growth woods. .freebjuly27 b {font-weight:bold; color:#f48335; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #254e27; } .freebjuly27 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freebjuly27 {margin:0 auto; width:484px; background-color:#04b96a; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/7YD8K.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 140px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#0b052c; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freebjuly27 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freebjuly27 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Temeraire Stormbringer - 07-06-2012 [html]
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The young boy glanced back at Ezra, momentarily worried that his almost-Uncle would be mad that he'd found Eli's slip in the mud amusing. The low, throaty sound of Ezra's chuckle reassured the boy that all was not lost, a mischievous grin washing across his lips. The sight of Elias trying to rid himself of the mud was a funnier sight and as one, both boys giggled at the mess they now found themselves in. It was always like this was his friend- they didn't have to voice their opinions to think on the same wave length. Teme might have been the more dominant of the two, and occasionally he showed a darker side to his personality but it had never been directed at his friend. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] |