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Date Posted: 15:34:46 07/30/03 Wed
Author: Alluring Aureate
Subject: � Tempting, isn't it? �

Armed vessle sails in from the far shores of the north, cannons at the ready as the captain prepares to set anchor to this newly discovered land mass. Flaxen shade is enhanced by the glorious pyrite sunsut beyond her walls. Glorying in her own imagination, the demonic vix'n gives a howl, imagining it to be the warning horn as a smaller boat dared to get in her way. A barking laugh is given as the sea loving wolfess tares off down the path, wind filling her imaginary sails. Spying a small pound, she weighs the anchor and lays in the shallow waters, basking in the feel of mother earth's blood. The breath of the creater caresses both she and the blue grass around like a well missed lover. Sighing, the sea dog relaxes, allowing the shallow rythum to carry her into a gentle sleep. How she missed the sea, it had always been exciting on the human pirate ship, although the humans weren't the cause of it. The thought of her master makes the hair on her neck raise, that she didn't miss at all.

Glancing up, she notes it apears a bit late to head further out. She'd set out again tomarrow. For now, she would make dock here, and rest where there was something like her old home to comfort her. Her imagination carries her back to the hard wooden floor of her ship, and the night it almost killed her.

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� Tempting, isn't it? � -- Alluring Aureate, 11:11:28 07/31/03 Thu