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[> [> [> [> she looks around for them -- Midsummer Night, 03:07:58 08/17/02 Sat

"they should be here soon"

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[> [> [> [> [> || Arrival || -- Myth || Rysk, 18:42:23 08/17/02 Sat

|| Myth bounds past both of the wolves, making a wild turn to the left and racing up behind her mother. Huddling up as small as possible the silver whelp pants silenty, bright blue eyes alert for any sign of her brother.
Rysk lopes into the area half a minute after his younger sister. Keen nostrils locate immediatly where she hides, but for the sake of the game he stands and pretends to search in the underbrush behind him. Myth can't help but giggle as she sneaks along her mother's side...body held low in a stalking crouch. With as much strength and speed as she can muster, the small pup lunges at her brother. Rysk turns a moment too late and she lands on his back, knocking them both to the ground. Immediatly a fight breaks out, both snapping and snarling at each other. It ends when Rysk uses his weight to throw her off and stands tall over her. Myth wags her lush tail happily even though she didn't win. The male whelp barks and pads over to the alpha pair. Giving a friendly lick to his mother, he turns and hesitantly steps forward ears and tail held low in respect for his father. Myth could care less about respect, with love in her every movement she pads over to her father and noses his leg with a cold wet puppy nose ||
"Hello father, I'm Myth. You are my new father right? I hope so because I like you."
|| And so the two show their love and await their new father's response ||

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[> [> [> [> [> [> *he -- Midwinter Night, 22:07:21 08/17/02 Sat

smiles and nuzzles both of his new pups*Yes I am your father and I am glad that I am*licks both of them on their noses then on his mate*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> she smiles happy -- Midsummer Night, 02:01:08 08/18/02 Sun

and nuzzles both pups and her mate.
"hello, I started to get worried alittle"

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> || Overjoyed || -- Myth || Rysk, 12:49:36 08/20/02 Tue

|| Myth squirms happily beneath their loving, warm tongues. This was better than she had ever dreamed. Two caring parents, a brother, and the knowledge that she'd never again go hungry. Rysk couldn't help but smile at his sister, it was almost as if he knew her innermost thoughts and feelings so long had they been together and so close had they grown. They were past the stage of love and in a whole new stage rarely reached by others. Here they were so much in love they together were one. Myth frowned and looked up at him, he was always in thought, musing about the ways of the world. Standing up and padding towards him, she sticks her nose against his and growls a gentle means of pulling him back to reality. Rysk backs away from his sibling's intense gaze and defiantly stalks past headed towards his mum 'n dad. ||
"Mother darling, you said that there was water nearby to play in?"
|| He winks playfully whilst saying the next bit ||
"While I go and play with Myth, you two could stay in the sand and talk sweetly."
|| Giggling, the whelp o' ivorn silver/russet hue wags his tail and licks them both. Myth joins them and lets her own tail go at it. ||
"Oh please can we go and play in the water? I promise to behave!"

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Weelll -- Midwinter, 21:21:31 08/20/02 Tue

I say yo can, lets see what your mom says*smiles*

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> she smiles -- Midsummer Night, 02:52:26 08/21/02 Wed

"that's a brilliant idea Rysk, lets us meet by the river, okey?"
she smiles and nuzzles her mate