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Post by The Lion on Dec 10, 2008 6:03:44 GMT -5
¤ ¤ ¤ [/i] the ones being tracked they're growing weary, ready to return home. That is when a sense comes. the smell of a creature closer. He's bleeding, wounded. He's what they're hunting. The fourth to the group, making it a trio that's on the loose, rather than four. His words lead them all to Forks, where the Volturi come armed, ready to kill. [/ul] ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ ¤ [/URL][/SIZE][/b][/color][/center]
this was made by adam.boo of rpg-u[/ul]
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