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She starts to speak then stops, as her silver eyes gaze upward into the swaying tree branches...
her eyes roam back and forth searching....
"Where is it?" she asks herself, feeling but not yet seeing.....
A soft whisper escapes her slightly parted lips as her eyes finally rest upon that which she sought...
"The sound of whispering wings...." her eyes shift swiftly to wolf and she raises one gloved hand slowly towards the owl resting on a branch of a mighty oak in the clearing..
She smiles softly, a soft light entering her eyes as her heart begins to beat a little faster..
and a small tug of hope begins to weave its way into her soul..............
[ 08-10-2004, 12:40 AM: Message edited by: TAOWolf ]
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