After getting kicked out of the Med-Center, where she had been 
helping after the raid, Allora ignored their wise advice to get some 
rest.  Instead she went for a walk on the Green.

	Having spent most of her youth in a Warren, she had seen pairs 
come and go, but this was far worse than anything she could remember.  
The carnage, the waste of the unhatched babies...who would never know the 
joy of having a partner...she was stunned.

	And that there was dragon verses dragon...there was something 
wrong.  Something had to be done to stop this, the person or persons 
behind this had to be stopped!  

	Allora felt her rage and sorrow building up inside, but years of 
her fathers training- and ranting at her, had taught her not to show 
either her sorrow, or her temper.  At least not through tears or 
tantrums.

	She headed into her workshop, and started to clean...when she had 
the place spotless she cleaned her rooms, and when she was done there she 
found herself stairing in the at the scaps of leather neetly piled to one 
side.

	She new what she would do, and it would take the rest of the 
night and most of the next day to do, if not longer.

*******

	The next morning found her in a fine mood...she had more than 
half of them made, and all she had to do was put the scent on them.  she 
even had a special bouquete for R'ven, Jayleigh, and several others.  Now 
all she had to do was wait untill the time was right, to put the secound 
half of the plan into action.


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Tag Barb

you know what she has done

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Joan