12-19-2008, 12:27 PM
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Table by Tammi!
Oooh, I really like the colors on that tables James!
Ember spoke, and she made no mention of the scars and wounds that littered her body, so Cercelee let it pass. Although the condition Ember was worrying, Cercelee knew better than to push Ember to tell her something she didn’t want to. Ember was in no danger now, and seemed to be fully absorbed in the scene she was creating on the black board. Navy eyes took in picture that grew bigger and bigger before her while triangular ears took in the comment made by Ember. Indeed, there seemed to be an abundance of white and black wolves, solid in color. Cer could only think of one wolf who sported both colors in his pelt, and everyone remarked on how foreign his coat seemed.
"It’s quite beautiful Ember." The grass and trees were becoming more and more detailed and Cercelee was inspired to pick up a piece of chalk and try her hand at it. Yet she hung back, watching her cousin, whom seemed to be almost in a meditative trance as she drew. The alabaster female did not want to impose, and she didn’t want her clumsy efforts to be clear on the board next to Ember’s deliberate strokes. Without knowing, for she didn’t keep up much with other pack’s going on, Cercelee spoke just what she assumed was the next logical question. "How is Khaden?" She had not seen the male in as long as she had not seen Ember, and Cercelee silently scolded herself for keeping to Dahlia de Mai so much.
She's got colors to spare and i don't care what they choose
Ember spoke, and she made no mention of the scars and wounds that littered her body, so Cercelee let it pass. Although the condition Ember was worrying, Cercelee knew better than to push Ember to tell her something she didn’t want to. Ember was in no danger now, and seemed to be fully absorbed in the scene she was creating on the black board. Navy eyes took in picture that grew bigger and bigger before her while triangular ears took in the comment made by Ember. Indeed, there seemed to be an abundance of white and black wolves, solid in color. Cer could only think of one wolf who sported both colors in his pelt, and everyone remarked on how foreign his coat seemed.
"It’s quite beautiful Ember." The grass and trees were becoming more and more detailed and Cercelee was inspired to pick up a piece of chalk and try her hand at it. Yet she hung back, watching her cousin, whom seemed to be almost in a meditative trance as she drew. The alabaster female did not want to impose, and she didn’t want her clumsy efforts to be clear on the board next to Ember’s deliberate strokes. Without knowing, for she didn’t keep up much with other pack’s going on, Cercelee spoke just what she assumed was the next logical question. "How is Khaden?" She had not seen the male in as long as she had not seen Ember, and Cercelee silently scolded herself for keeping to Dahlia de Mai so much.
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