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Posted by Slv. Voraer on February 4, 2009, 2:54 am, in reply to "[THREAD] in midget form" As the remnants of the chains dwindled from him and his heart began to beat regularly, pushing the fresh blood through him Voraer began to feel better. He was blatantly furious at such an attack on his home front, and would be sure to repay Fenris for this deed sometime in the future. He had no idea that this strike wasn’t to be the last… V O R A E R
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Maximus spoke. It distracted Voraer from his violent thoughts for a moment, and he grunted in answer as he began to push his front legs forward, leaning into them and drawing himself up one half at a time. ”Yea, any more and you might do more harm.” Voraer laughed dryly, though it was true as his fire now felt drowned beneath the water, shivering away from it wildly. ”Thanks though.” Voraer sighed heavily, swaying faintly as he stood but regaining his strength by the second. His head hung low, his right hind cocked in a relaxed position; his eyes smoldered.
”I’ll get revenge on her, I swear it. The wolves are out of line.” He ground his teeth together, tail lashing furiously at his haunches. ”what do you know about Fenris?” Voraer asked mildly, turning his eyes to the stallion he hardly knew. He’d find her weakness… somehow.
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