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Post by Kain on Apr 24, 2006 9:38:36 GMT 9.5
A mask of an almost peaceful face. It hid the danger that lurked inside of this woman. A kind smile hid the frown that many had seen before death. She looked about for something. A prey. Hunger had at last beaten her and drawn her from her work, she could've gone to a pub but hunting was her instinct and she hadn't had the thrill in such a long while. Her blood itched for the adrenaline that it would give her and the sense of freedom.
Sharp eyes continued to look for any sign of a movement. Any nervous twitch of muscle. The dragon had little patience at the moment. There was work to be done and she needed to end this quickly. Her clawed hand was ready to strike at any moment. She just needed to wait...wait...
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