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Post by levi on Jun 29, 2008 18:42:21 GMT -5
Vita layed silently on the ground, not that she usualy made much noise. Tractus and Letum were fighting again, and those were the only wolves she rarely spoke to. However, despite her boardness, it could be fun to listen to them bicker.
As usual, Letum was barking at Tractus. "Oh be quiet you! I know you took it!"
"I'm telling you Letum, I didn't take your stupid spot!" Tractus replied in a no more polite manor. According to Letum, he had stolen the spot he "always sat in".
Regardless of the fact that Tractus hadn't stolen Letum's spot, and he was sitting right in it, didn't stop him from making a nasty reply. "Your asking for it fuzz ball!" And with that, Letum was airborn, straight towards Tractus.
Tractus however, was not suprised. How could he be when this happened almost every day? With a simple side step, Letum had smashed head first into the dirt, but before Tractus could counter attack, Vita did something she rarely did. Speak.
"Shut up, both of you." Even after an icy glare from Tractus and a growl from Letum, she stood her ground. She had had enough. Vita let her head fall to her paws and her eye lids closed, even though she really wasn't asleep. Boardum came so fast, she had to wonder, will something happen for once?
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 2, 2008 13:57:18 GMT -5
Weed and Kippy glanced at each other, approaching the younger neophytes warily. Kippy and Weed were due to be warriors soon, after many hard moons of training. They both were still energetic and young-spirited. Kippy seemed to be watching th arguement intensely, but Weed only rolled his eyes. "Oh, knock it off! If your mentors heard that they'd not be pleased with you!" He offered knowingly. Kippy shrugged. "It is just a spot. There ARE plenty of them."
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