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Posted: Tue Sep 06, 2011 2:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 18, 2011 3:34 pm
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Rian went still, there was no doubt in his fog tired mind he had heard something, and what ever it was, it wasn't small. Instantly his muscles tensed, and he lowered his body, just his shoulders, so that his whiskers were just a few inches above the ground, guiding the scent of the intruder up to him. It smelled familer, but as worn out as he was, he couldn't place it.
Moving forward on the very balls of his feet, keeping his toes curled up and to the side so that his tracks appeared more canine like then feline he skirted up to the brushy, rocky ground and off the dirty, mucky ground, his ears twitching forward and back as he lowered himself into the sage and akelia bush, wishing he had the opertunity to roll in some dust to hid his painfully white coat.
Damn't there went dinner and a nap.
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Posted: Sun Oct 02, 2011 12:53 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 13, 2011 1:05 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 5:09 pm
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Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2011 3:14 pm
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The large male, for he was almost about as large as their father, narrowed his eyes, there..right there...had that been movement in the brush. He was almost sure of it, but the voice of his mentor came to him, raspy as it was form a wound he had taken to his throat that he never spoke of, you never bet on almost kitling, you bet on sure.
That meant he would have to get a little closer, and maybe behind. Which depended on which way the breeze was. Holding very still, he twitched his ears judging the breeze and which way he could go. Deciding on a direction, hoping it was right, he eased himself backward out of the bracken slowly, so as not to rustle the plants to much.
He'd swing wide, then close in from the right, below the direction of the breeze and come up not behind, but on the flank of who it was who was stalking him.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2011 10:27 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 4:13 pm
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Ah ha, it was his sister, he could see just the tip of her lovely butterfly marking in the scrub. That scamp, she was stalking him! Oh she was going to get it now.
Bracing his back legs, and gathering his front paws under him he leapt forward and tackled her not from behind, but from her right flank, tumbling her over. He did his best to pin her with his weight, his amber eyes slightly annoyed with her, but he'd never be able to ever be angry at any of the two dozen or so of his liter mates.
" You are so going to get it Malaya, you've totally cut into my food, rest and check on mom time before I have to go back out there again with that demon spawn mentor of mine." His tone was vexed, very, very, vexed.
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 10:11 pm
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