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| Subject: .†]when the wind blows[†. | |
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Author: Ice & Max |
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Date Posted: 21:14:55 03/24/04 Wed In reply to: Crusader^^Diesel 's message, "/-/Wolfdog/-/^^/-/Frozen Tundra/-/" on 18:17:42 03/24/04 Wed ((sorry from me as well. i have two rpgs to get running, and through all the commotion i had lost the url for this place. i might be a lil inactive for a bit, have some friends of ours from Michigan comming into town and we are on a cleanin spree lol. )) ice: gold tinted spears seemed to cloud over a bit as she considered the question that the other canine had asked of her. looking back to his gaze, she finally answered after a long pause. hard to explain I suppose. But when you are trully on your own, not in a pack, but completely by yourself...it can be lonely, yet it is also a wonderful feeling. her voice reflected the smile she would have given, had she been human. It is just the relisation of knowing that you have no rules to follow and can live how you want. for the short time she had left the pack before she was injured and became domestic, it was the best time in her life. lonely, but great all in all. Coyotes are a annoyance. she added after a moment, a hint of self amusement in her voice. Us wolves don't usually even bother going new a human or thier household unless we're desperate. Or just incredibly stupid... she added as she glanced to Max to make it sort of a joke. max: standing completely still as he watched the tenniss ball, not even his tail moved. keen eyes watched it move from hand to hand as he stood, muscles tensed beneath his multi colored pelt. Throw it... he barked, although he knew Tara couldn't understand. tail wagging ever so slowly, he waited, poised to spring for it. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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