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Post by mystical on Jan 1, 2008 13:47:40 GMT -5
Caspian trotted onto the Terra glancing around pleased with what he saw golden pelt rippling in the dying sunlight casting a golden glow over everything. The wind blew behind him making his fur lift slightly bristling in the chilly breeze. His warm hazel colored eyes examined the place. He looked like a hero returning home almost like he was returning from the dead but of course no one but his sister Icy Touch would care. Loveless kind controller of the wind were a few words that would describe Caspian very well.
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