Date: 2009-12-28 09:41 pm (UTC)
Ray listened the fire as it faded out, a small grin appearing on her lips. Soon after the flame was gone, there was a small drop in temperature - not much, but enough to notice. The shadows seemed to grow and pooled around the area in a manner that was eerily similar to an old foe of theirs. She didn't move, but she glanced over her shoulder once more.

"Target practice, eh?" she said softly.
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