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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 11:46 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 11:54 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 11:58 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 12:17 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 12:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 1:07 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 10:51 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 11:32 am
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 12:24 pm
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"Hang on, you'll see soon enough." He grinned at her, clearly looking pleased with himself. After a moment he drew back, sucked in a breath and then stepped onto the platform of rocks. The click of his claws pierced the air and his grin widened.
"I improved my dance." He turned back to her and then experimentally tapped a forepaw. His claws clicked hollowly against the rock and, after a moment, he drew breath and began his dancing. His style was similar to that of tap-dancing, though slower and more thoughtful. He moved ina circle as he went, drumming his forepaws and hindpaws in a practiced rhtyhm against the rock.
He looekd relaxed, looked happy, and it was clear that this had been a recent development. After his mother had died, dancing had been impossible. And then he had found himself again, with the help of others, and this was the result.
He came to a halt and looked across at her, eyes shining. "Well, dear heart, what did you think of my stage and performance?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 12:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 12:50 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 1:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 1:04 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 1:15 pm
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