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Subject: -quickened death- Author: Band [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 14:00:44 07/04/03 Fri In reply to: Cotton 's message, "Smaller, whiter, faster" on 10:56:49 07/04/03 Fri The alabaster growls and stares moodily at Cotton. What is this? A freak show? He sits up and watches the small assembled group: Banshee, Enchancee, and now Cotton. Why am I sick? The male asks, his blue eyes almost seeming to laugh on their own accord. Sorry if I'm not healthy twenty-four seven. I have never assumed the role of "super wolf". He answers sarcastically, throwing moderately dirty yet consistantly controlled glances in Cotton's direction. The white wolf must pause, closing his eyes for a moment while regathering himself. I must have picked something up from somebody.. perhaps a raccoon.. or a badger. For once, an old smirk breaks his resolutely stoic face, yet he soon finds himself turning around, about ready to lose you-know-what. However, the pale one manages to quell that brief moment of sickness and straighten, brilliant blue eyes once again watching Cotton with a fair amount dignity. So.. there isn't much you can do.. besides let me free, but I know that you won't. His pools laugh once more yet in a more subdued manner. You have come a long way just to ask about my health. Is that the only thing? [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Smaller whiter Cotton 09:46:16 07/07/03 Mon [what happened to faster] -- Antigra, 13:43:58 07/07/03 Mon [what happened to faster] -- Antigra, 13:45:43 07/07/03 Mon () Can We Get One Of Those 'Oops Bags' From The Cookie Store?() -- Enchancee, 20:49:25 07/08/03 Tue -quickened death- -- Band, 20:44:56 07/09/03 Wed [you called?] -- Antigra, 09:55:53 07/10/03 Thu -quickened death- -- Band, 22:46:41 07/12/03 Sat [..great minds think alike..] -- Antigra, 10:26:34 07/14/03 Mon -quickened death- -- Band, 11:25:15 07/14/03 Mon [..what i say rarely matters..] -- Antigra, 14:48:22 07/14/03 Mon -quickened death- -- Band, 20:08:44 07/14/03 Mon [..thought..] -- Antigra, 15:11:41 07/15/03 Tue -quickened death- -- Band, 16:52:16 07/15/03 Tue [.you read minds.] -- Antigra, 11:42:40 07/18/03 Fri -quickened death- -- Band, 21:43:18 07/21/03 Mon [..hesitation..] -- antigra, 09:21:15 07/22/03 Tue (lol! I love your post. hehe) -- marty -Band-, 20:40:52 07/25/03 Fri