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Post by mudfang on Nov 24, 2007 2:08:10 GMT -5
Dusty nodded. "I'm afraid I 'ave. All alone me intire life, don't chya know. E're since I was a wee lad."
(great... another phsyco, accent changing wolf. I LIKE HIM!)
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Nov 24, 2007 2:26:30 GMT -5
(lol, and apparently, so does Kar)
"That's terrible!" Kar woofed. He padded up to the much larger and older wolf and, standing up on his hind legs, licked Dusty's chin. "Don't you ever feel lonely?"
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Nov 24, 2007 2:31:13 GMT -5
Annelise sighed and removed herself from his paw. Now SHE felt like she was being watched....
"What's your favorite color?" Siv murmered.
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Post by mudfang on Nov 24, 2007 2:36:03 GMT -5
(hehe "What's your favorite color?" how random is that?  ) Dusty sighed. "Sometimes. I like to be by myself." He licked Kar's head. "But, you needn't worry about me, Kar. I'm just a lonley old phsycopath, according to some." |
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Nov 24, 2007 2:40:17 GMT -5
Kar tilted his head. "But you're funny and nice! Who would call you a psychopath?"
Arroyo glanced up, surprised. "The color of the water at night," he murmured. "That... and silver." He glanced up at Siveria, eyes loving.
(haha, those are actually my favorite colors too)
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Nov 24, 2007 2:41:59 GMT -5
Siv smiled. I will never, ever forget that.
"You remind me of my mother sometimes..." Siv woofed.
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Post by mudfang on Nov 24, 2007 2:50:49 GMT -5
Dusty smiled."Well, all people are intitled to their opinions. Most wolves' opinion about me is that they think I'm a crazy old wolf who talks to himself. But, alas, I don't really talk to myself. I talk to my catipillars." He looked down where he saw a small fuzzy catipillar crawling up his paw. "I like to feel close to my mother. They remind me of her." (see where this is goin?  ) |
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Nov 24, 2007 2:51:17 GMT -5
Arroyo looked up. "Is that a good or a bad thing?" he laughed. "Well, what I mean is... what was your mother like?"
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Nov 24, 2007 2:53:14 GMT -5
(Okay, so who did Thorn have pups with?)
"You remind me of he good her. She..." Siv stopped. She couldn't talk about Silentnight. That would reveal a whole slew of information she'd fought so hard ot keep hidden.
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Post by mudfang on Nov 24, 2007 2:57:53 GMT -5
(not telling... SEE! That's what's gonna make my Yozza story so dang interesting! Thorn's included, too.)
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Nov 24, 2007 2:59:19 GMT -5
Arroyo saw her stop, and slowly dropped his gaze. "If you don't want to tell me, that's fine... If you want, I could tell you about my parents instead?"
Kar leaned over, gently prodding a caterpillar with his nose. "Heh, they tickle!" he woofed. He looked up. "You can speak with them?"
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Nov 24, 2007 3:00:51 GMT -5
"I would like that," Siv said. She didn't want to share her uncertainties about her father figure. She never had learned if it really was Destry or if it was actually Cinnabar.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Nov 24, 2007 3:23:16 GMT -5
Arroyo smiled and closed his eyes. "My mother... my mother was a kind one. A soft, gentle voice that'd probably lull a bear to sleep if she sang... Her fur was silver, like yours... Her name was Whisper. It suited her well..." He paused for a moment, remembering the news of her being slaughtered by humans. He was young... but it still had hurt him where it hurts the most.
"Now, my father... his name was Aleutian. Brave and proud... he was the old Proxy back then. Well, the first thing you need to know about Aleutian is that he tried to do absolutely everything he could do… even if he couldn’t do it. I remember one time he insisted on carrying both me and my sister’s bucks – it was our first catch as neophytes – as a treat… He ended up collapsing when he got to camp, and wouldn’t touch deer meat for a week.” Arroyo chuckled at the fond memory. “Yeah… he died in battle…” He paused, staring forward for a minute… and then shaking it off again. “But my sister was the real character… She loved me more than anything, but sometimes I swore she hated me with all the passion of Hellfire.”
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Post by Destiny on Nov 24, 2007 14:28:24 GMT -5
The brute was a dark.His form of ebony was as dark as that of a moonless and starless night.His orbs were hard and cold like the ice over a river on the coldest day of winter.His movements were not as they should have been.He half ran,half limped.The bruet was massive.Massive.Twice if not three times the size of a normal brute.he turned his head.TO see if his beloved Roasalie Hale was with him.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Nov 24, 2007 14:32:12 GMT -5
Liviana stood up, snarling threateningly at the brute, and sending an alarm throughout the camp.
Nightshade stood up as well, fur bristling with hostility.
Siveria didn't look up from Arroyo. "How could she both love and hate you."
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"My name is Percy Jackson, and I am INVINCIBLE!!"
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- New Moon, Shadow Walker
