"I'm sorry if I offended you" Nauriel replied slowly to Rhan. "I ment no ill will." Kalil stamed impatiently beneath her as Tirza flew to her sholder and screeched.

The hunting hounds growled menecingly, and snapped at the falcon, but stayed still. Rhan turned her glittering eyes on Aramel"Since when was it youre buisness?" she asked, then nodded at Nauriel curtly.

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I had forgotten about this RPG!

"Just....just....Quiet!" Nauriel gasped. "Calm down, both of you." She leapt down from Kalil. "Now lets start again. Hello, 'm Nauriel. Now you both state your name in a nice easy fashion. No yelling."

The elf clamped her mouth shut in a pout. Slowly she raised her hand and made a very rude gesture at Aramel

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Nauriel observed the elf's rude action. "Do you want me to cut of that finger? That was not very nice." She said bluntly. "Should I force you to hug and make up?"

Rhan scowled and repeated the gesture, this time at Nauriel .

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Nauriel grimiced, trying to hide her amusment. She slowly raised out her left hand towards Rhan. Tirza walked slowly down her arm onto her outstreatched palm. The black hawk stared at Rhan, and screeched loudly. "That's not all she does." Nauriel remarked. "She has awfully sharp talons. She's trained well." Behind her Kalil shifted in anticipation. sencing the conflict between the two girls. Nauriel threw up her palm and Tirza leapt up, catching an updraft and floating a few feet above thier heads.

Rhan raised an eyebrow "Am I supposed to be scared by a ball of feathers?" The dogs at her heels sat on their haunches, glaring up at the hawkl and licking their chops.

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"A ball of feathers, eh?" Nauriel laughed. "Have you ever really watched a hawk? I would guess not. A hawk is more than a 'ball of feathers' ". Nauriel glanced at the dogs. "Tirza could take the fur off thier head before they even looked up. And though you may not feel threatened by this hawk, you should. Because threatening her is like threatening me! And I am not one you want to threaten." She ditched her effort at keeping the peace and launched all her fury into her verbal assult. Behind her Kalil bellowed a warning niegh. "And now you have him mad." she continued. Nauriel glared at Rhan, waiting for a responce.

Lenne was still with her horse, Aman. She had fallen asleep, while laying in the grass. But, she heard something. Her pointed ears perked up and she jumped to her feet. It was orcs. She slowly took out her bow and arrows and looked around the area.

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Siggy set made by the amazing Lembas!

Rhan raised an eybrow "Oh wonderfull. Now we have a mad ball of feathers..."

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Nauriel scowled deeply and said in an angry voice "When you are ready to talk at a maturity level higher than a 3 year old, come and tell me, and we can start up this conversation again." She stood and crossed her arms, staring at Rhan.

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Rhan bit her lip "Ever heard the exspression : ' If you cant say anything nice, dont say anything at all?'"

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Nauriel smiled slightly. "Well, obviously you haven't."