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Post by wishaway on Nov 22, 2009 22:47:24 GMT -5
Wishaway growled. "Corvus you big lug, get back here!" she howled, a smile playing across her face. She glanced at Spir. "I'm sorry but I have a wolf and a Crow to catch....bye now!" She said, speeding off after them.
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Post by Lanie on Nov 26, 2009 15:11:09 GMT -5
Spir watched with fading interest as the wolves slid away. Every time, she thought. She turned to look at the river, the reflective waters illuminating her. "Are all wolves in this world such pups, or have I just been spared eternal immaturity?" she wondered out loud. "Could have something to do with how we were raised," suggested Ilila. She didn't even flinch upon seeing the misty reflecction standing beside her in the river water. "Kind of hard to be immature when you're killing off your siblings to survive." "Thank you," dismissed Spir. She turned and trotted parallel to the river, close enough to see her reflection but far enough not to be it.[/size][/color]
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