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| Caeluath Ruaelis | Mar 21 2009, 08:11 PM Post #1 |
The Wild ranger who is more animal then elf
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A long winter wolf ran across the slopes of the cliff, the view was magnificent, you could see for miles and the world below looked nothing more then a toy that you could pick up in the palm of your hand. Caeluath jumped a small gorge, the river nothing but a small trickle, the Ice having locked the rest of the water away a long time ago. Slipping slightly on the other side as the edge of the cliff gave way under his paws, he yipped in surprise as he tumbled over the edge, falling over a thousand feet to the ground. Closing his eyes he tucked his paws in, making himself more slip stream as he shot like a bullet towards the ground. At the very last moment his body rippled with a slight green glow as the fur on his back turned quickly into feathers, large and powerful flight muscles growing on his back. As new bones grow from his shoulder blades a very large pair of white wings sprouted out from his back, throwing them out he caught a strong thermal he had been feeling ever since he fell. Shooting up again he rode the hot air gently to the top again, flying slightly higher then the lip before he folded his wings, landing almost gracefully in the ground. Looking around his eyes glowed a dull green as he started to run again, a storm starting to pick up around him making his form obscured from view. |
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