Sleeping Dragon you have no control who lives, who dies, who tells your story
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Snacha did not hesitate when she saw the chaos of Seageda; she left her fellows there and traveled onward, finding Thuringwethil's scent and following it all the way here. It had taken many weeks, but in the end she hoped it would pay off. So when the heda thought that Snacha had nothing to return to, she was right; Snacha had devoted her life to the heda and her new life here, whether it prospered or no. 

"Pin me."

The command came, quickly followed by a flurry of movement. Snacha's quick gaze followed Thuringwethil as she steps to the side and propels herself backward several feet, likely to get out of Snacha's reach. But the girl mirrored the heda's movements almost immediately, side-stepping and even propelling herself forward when the heda went back. A play growl split the air as Snacha bowed forward, coiling legs beneath her to spring up and forward, hoping to surprise heda enough to unbalance her.
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RE: you have no control who lives, who dies, who tells your story - by Snacha - February 11, 2016, 11:39 PM