(*)Mary Ann Forrester(*) -- Ice Tundra

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Date Posted: Sunday, June 14, 05:00:34pm
Author: Kosses
Subject: (*)Mary Ann Forrester(*)
In reply to: Black Ice 's message, "::On Thin Ice::" on Sunday, June 14, 03:37:38pm

(*) As the moved through clearing and brush, Kosses picked her steps carefully. The pads of thier feet cushioned each step and silenced their movement forward. She moved forward with the stealth she�d learned from years of traveling. Ears laid back, not in threat, but in a streamlined effect. Kosses was starving and would glad for assistance taking down a large animal if Ice would contend.

Kosses paused in her steps for a brief moment before speaking, eyeing the terrain for any hiding deer or rabbits. With nothing seen, she spoke softly in hushed tones. �I have seen no animal larger than a rabbit in the past two weeks.� This, in part, was directly linked to her growing hunger. It was wrinkling the edges of her stomach and could be felt in her throat. �No, no one has returned to my lands yet. But I shall wait. They shall come. The West Wing will be home to some again.� As the words faded off, Kosses� belly met with the ground as rustling was heard 20 feet from where they stood. The tall grass cloaked her form well and her ears swiveled forward in anticipation. Dinner, maybe? Or�another wolf? (*)

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::On Thin Ice:: -- Black Ice, Sunday, June 14, 05:11:54pm
- Silver Line of Hope -- Silver Mist, Monday, June 15, 05:11:04pm
  - These Exiled Years -- Greyn, Tuesday, June 16, 07:58:31pm
    - ::I have not Forgotten You:: -- Black Ice, Tuesday, June 16, 08:26:48pm
      - Silver Bullet -- Silver Mist, Tuesday, June 16, 10:22:16pm
        These Exiled Years -- Greyn, Tuesday, June 16, 11:04:01pm
        ::I haven't Forgotten You:: -- Black Ice, Wednesday, June 17, 06:55:42am
        Silver Line of Hope -- Silver Mist, Friday, June 19, 12:49:55am
        These Exiled Years -- Greyn, Saturday, June 20, 08:03:40pm
        ::I haven't Forgotten You:: -- Black Ice, Sunday, June 21, 06:30:53am
        Silver Line of Hope -- Silver Mist, Tuesday, June 23, 01:40:34pm