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Subject: () These are gonna be soooo good, not a spect of fat on 'em ()


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Enchancee
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Date Posted: 16:42:41 05/25/03 Sun
In reply to: §pell 's message, "‡ Under The Spell ‡" on 16:21:19 05/25/03 Sun
 () The soft pitter patter of rain began to spot her ivory coat as she drug herself back into her den. The rain drenched scents she might have been able to catch of the watching female...but with the new falling rain all scents of the female were wiped away with ease. The water was making the fresh dug dirt outside her den’s hole blend to form mud. Slippery as it was, she carefully descended the small bluff, ducking her head and lifting it once clear of the entrance. As her eyes adjusted, she found herself in the small but roomy den. The den had been here already, left over for a fox or some animal of that size...but she’d taken great care at digging it a bit deeper and a tad wider at the hole for easy entrance and escape. The mouth of the den, though given away by the freshly dug dirt, was overhung with ferns that somewhat protected the family inside. Panting, she lay herself down in the bed, here it comes! Her first pup, though in immense pain, excitement coursed her veins. She was going to be a mother. Minutes ticked past...one after another. But with a relief of both mother and goddess above, a soft whine was heard- and this one wasn’t Enchancée. It was her first pup, alive and so far well. Motherhood! If only wolves could purr! ()
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