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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Dec 29, 2007 23:50:10 GMT -5
Milo tagged behind, scenting the damp air. "This place is sure different from the old forest," he commented, looking around. "I wonder if any prey lives--" He stopped short, staring into the darkness. Looking back at him were two round yellow orbs. "Tahoe," he whispered, nodding towards the pair of eyes. "Look."
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Post by firecat on Dec 30, 2007 0:05:51 GMT -5
Tahoe gasped and began to crouch. Milo had spotted a winged figure. "What is that?" Tahoe screeched. The shadow sprouted his wings and took off swiftly over Milo's head. "Duck!" Tahoe growled as he took cover behind a boulder, grabbing Milo by his pelt.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Dec 30, 2007 0:13:45 GMT -5
"GAH!" Milo yelped as the figure lunged toward him. Luckily, Tahoe yanked him back by the scruff, enough to dodge the winged beast. However, it was not over. The creature quickly regained itself and launched again... this time running into Milo's forehead. "GET IT OFF!" he cried, shaking his head back and forth furiously in an attempt to dislodge the figure.
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Post by firecat on Dec 30, 2007 0:22:00 GMT -5
"HOLD STILL, HOLD STILL!" Tahoe paniced as he danced back and forth with agony. He quickly threw out his paws and clenched his claws into the figure's wings. It gave a quick screech and flew to the ground, dead. Tahoe stared at Milo, giving him a distasteful look.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Dec 30, 2007 0:34:52 GMT -5
Milo panted, still shaken by the scare. Slowly, he padded up to the figure, and kicked it toward the entrance (into the light). Now illuminated, he saw that what they had feared was nothing more than a bat. "A rat with wings?" he growled, tilting his head and sniffing the specimen. "Flying mice... what's next, venomous ferrets?"
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