--- In fantasygathering@yahoogroups.com, "ssndragon8"
<ssndragon8@...> wrote:
>
> --- In fantasygathering@yahoogroups.com, sarcie_nova <no_reply@>
> wrote:
> >
> > Sarcie opened her eyes, wincing as pain shot through her body.
> Damn
> > Marcus, she thought to herself as the world came into focus or at
> > least that part of which Sarcie found herself. Not good, was her
> > next thought, "I don't think we're in Drackmoor anymore Fel," she
> > muttered, tentatively attempting to sit up.
> >
> > Gasping, she grabbed at her ankle, biting her lip to keep from
> > crying out. By this time Sarcie realized she was alone, or at
> least
> > as alone as she ever got. "Um Fel…. Where are we?" Receiving no
> > response Sarcie was gripped by a sudden fear. She and Fel had
been
> > inseparable since, well, since forever as far as Sarcie was
> > concerned.
> >
> > Feeling very much lost and alone Sarcie decided it was time to
take
> > stock. Neither Marcus nor Fel seemed to be present, her ankle
was
> > at least badly sprained if not broken nor had she any idea where
> she
> > was, just great. Oddly enough there was a familiar feel to this
> > place though Sarcie was positive she had never been here before.
> > She appeared to be on the edge of a lake, the other side of which
> > was just visible through the thinning fog of what she assumed was
> > early morning.
> >
> > For a moment, if one were watching closely, it was apparent just
> how
> > young Sarcie was before a calm born of iron control slipped over
> her
> > features. Cursing whatever fates had brought her here, Sarcie
> > mumbled something unintelligible under her breath, eye flashing
> > violet for a moment as she gripped her ankle. A muffled grunt
was
> > the only sound she made as she again tried to stand.
> >
> > No good, her ankle would not support her weight. With a heavy
sigh
> > she sank back down in the grass and wondered how long it would be
> > before anyone at home realized she was missing.
> >
> At the edge of the forest, Excellon appears. He notices that the
> young woman is hurt, and goes to help her. He approaches slowly,
and
> puts down his bundle of swords. He brushes some dirt out of his
> white, tigerlike fur and aks "Are you alright, miss? I can help
you."
>
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The Wind had been waiting for quite a while for someone to return to
the gathering place. Cat had left it here saying she would return
soon, but she hadn t.

The tiny whirlwind watched as the tiger man approached the young
woman.