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--Previous Message-- : Faira head snapped up, she had heard that! Heck : she could almost feel it. She flew over to : the tree that had been hurt by one of : Iris's knives and grabbing the end she : tugged. After a few moments and some : frantic beating of her wings she managed : to pull it out and let the dagger fall to : the ground. She examined the wound and : shook her head, well it wasn't too deep, : for a tree this size it probaly wasn't : more then a nick. She reached forward and : touched the cut. Suddenly she pulled back : hissing at the burn, that was defintly : more then a nick! She reached forward : again this time managing to ignore the : pain and concentrated, she pooled her : power on the wound and felt it close some, : then she stopped and pulled back "You : can heal the rest on your own and there : shouldn't be a very bad scar." then : she turned and called "I don't blame : you for wanting to test you knives Iris : but please be a bit more careful next : time, like throw at a rock, or something : dead, please.." she brought her hand : to her head and shook it slightly : "Now does anyone have any pixie sized : aspiren?" : ((she still hasn't figured out exactly yet : what she does, she just does it, anyway : how was that?)) : --Previous Message-- : "Nice knives, Iris," commented the : Dark Elf. "But be prepared for a : lecture from Fairalin. I have no doubt : that her friend over there, Mr. Oak, is in : pain; and right now, she's probably : feeling it too." : Before he jumped through the portal, Sterling : looked back at Fairalin and said, : "And in answer to your question : Fairalin, I can't hear that tree screaming : in pain right about now. It must be a : fairy thing." : And with that, he was gone... : ((A Point To Ponder)) : : : :

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