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Roaming
Feb 8, 2007 18:37:04 GMT -5
Post by silver on Feb 8, 2007 18:37:04 GMT -5
Roaming,roaming,roaming!
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Roaming
Feb 10, 2007 19:07:46 GMT -5
Post by silver on Feb 10, 2007 19:07:46 GMT -5
O'er the fields 'o green
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Roaming
Feb 19, 2007 14:56:31 GMT -5
Post by SpiritWolf on Feb 19, 2007 14:56:31 GMT -5
((Lol,i see you like to roam?-raises and eyebrow-))
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Roaming
Feb 19, 2007 17:53:57 GMT -5
Post by silver on Feb 19, 2007 17:53:57 GMT -5
(( NAW! What makes you say that?*shifty eyes*))
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Roaming
Feb 20, 2007 13:50:22 GMT -5
Post by SpiritWolf on Feb 20, 2007 13:50:22 GMT -5
((lol, never mind, i'll jhust make a charrie... unless i made one...))
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Roaming
Feb 20, 2007 19:08:41 GMT -5
Post by silver on Feb 20, 2007 19:08:41 GMT -5
((Hmm... IGGIE HAS A NEW FRIEND!))
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Foxeh
Pup
I am Foxeh, hear me roar.
Posts: 248
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Roaming
Feb 24, 2007 17:59:29 GMT -5
Post by Foxeh on Feb 24, 2007 17:59:29 GMT -5
A blur of red, a glint of light, a flash of life. A small frame, emanciated even. It had been long since she had a decent meal. She padds quickly, her small paws barely making a mark in the soft ground. She pauses, her left forepaw suspended in the air, and scents for any signs of prey. A rustling nearby, a flick of the ears. She crouches low, almost cat-like in stance. Crawling closer, ever slowly, then dashing forward like a bolt of lightning. She stands tall with a mouthfull of sqirming fur. Biting hard on the neck, she finishes the rabbit and sets it down, taking famished bites and hardly bothering to breath.
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Roaming
Feb 24, 2007 18:02:16 GMT -5
Post by silver on Feb 24, 2007 18:02:16 GMT -5
(( you make me feel illterate....)) Ignatius crested the hill,surveying the surroundings. He had never been here before. He smiled and wagged his tail. A new territory huh? Sounds like fun. He started down the hill.
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Foxeh
Pup
I am Foxeh, hear me roar.
Posts: 248
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Roaming
Feb 24, 2007 18:19:15 GMT -5
Post by Foxeh on Feb 24, 2007 18:19:15 GMT -5
Her head darts into the air, eyes wide and ears pricked. A sound, a scent, a feeling. She crouches down slightly, leaving the remains of the rabbit behind and padding forward slowly. Through the trees, over the grass, a movement. She padds forward more, and her eyes fall uppon another wolven. She scents the air, and finds him to be male. She growls very softly, almost inaudibly, and watches him with a mixture of caution and intrest.
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Roaming
Feb 24, 2007 18:23:44 GMT -5
Post by silver on Feb 24, 2007 18:23:44 GMT -5
Ignatius paded down the hill. He stopped to scent the air, Another wolf had been here,and was nearby too. He svanned the area.
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Roaming
Feb 25, 2007 10:09:13 GMT -5
Post by Awesome on Feb 25, 2007 10:09:13 GMT -5
Fire watched the two loners with interest. Perhaps they were friendly. Perhaps they were not. He shrugged. He could always run if they seemed vicious.
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Roaming
Feb 25, 2007 12:26:20 GMT -5
Post by silver on Feb 25, 2007 12:26:20 GMT -5
(( running is always a good strategy.))
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Roaming
Feb 25, 2007 12:28:33 GMT -5
Post by Awesome on Feb 25, 2007 12:28:33 GMT -5
((Fire likes to run. ^_^))
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Roaming
Feb 25, 2007 12:33:57 GMT -5
Post by silver on Feb 25, 2007 12:33:57 GMT -5
((ME TOO!))
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Roaming
Feb 25, 2007 12:35:32 GMT -5
Post by Awesome on Feb 25, 2007 12:35:32 GMT -5
((Fire likes it more.))
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