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Subject: + God of the Hunt +


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Herne
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Date Posted: 20:22:59 03/10/04 Wed
In reply to: Jordan 's message, "*A.n.g.e.l*" on 18:26:11 03/10/04 Wed











"The dog was created specially for children. He is the god of frolic." - Henry Ward Beecher


+ Wags his tail at her laugh, taking the hint as the push to get down, though brown eyes look back at her curiously. With the sound of ehr voice his tail wags faster, a short bark given in response to her question. As she calls him out he follows, sun glinting off his wavy coat as his white paws pranced behined Jordan. Raises his muzzle in the air, nose inhaling all the scents, brown eyes looking around with interest and fasination. Attention adverts to the grasshappers as they spring forward, tail waving and eyes following the little things. Pausing at the spot he hits the ground with his paws, jaws snapping at the creatures as they flew around, a suprised expression appearing as his jaws snapped on one. Unsure what to do he simply chews on it, trotting towards Jordan again as she called him. Lifting his front limbs off the ground as he crossed her side, soon returning to having all four white paws on the ground as he trotted ahead of her, the breeze ruffling his coat. Once again his attention changes as he trots off the the side, grabbing a stick with his muzzle, prancing back to Jordan happily with his newly found prize. +

(It's all right about the minor power-play, it's what he would have done anyway)





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