Amyn gasped, and tossed back her magnifecent mane of red hair. Her massive wings, silver, brown, blue and red burst from her back and she hurtled up the tree trunk, flinging herself protectivly in front of Senouce's purple snout. She went positivly peony with rage.
"Don't you touch him! you crazy man! He's only a baby, what did he ever do to you! Get away from him!" she yelled at Calad. The watchers from below realised that she was not aware of Calad's state of mind.
Oooh this is so much fun! I'm loving it loving it loving it and I'm totally tickled pink!!! :rollin
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If nature made you a giver, you are born with your hands and heart open, and though your hands may sometimes be empty, your heart is always full, and you can give things out of that.
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