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Post by Hatulan on May 28, 2008 18:04:10 GMT -4
"Of course," Hatulan replied, curling his neck to see the two women from one eye. He redirected his head to the front and lowered it, while spreading his forelimbs and hind legs, stretching his wings to full extension. The leathery membrane caught large amounts of air with each sweep of the wings, the first pulling Hatulan from the ground, but for his anchoring claws, and building up pressure until he rose less-than-gracefully from the ground, though quite comfortably for his riders. In moments he was at altitude and heading for the Gate.
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