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Date Posted: 21:39:41 10/14/02 Mon
Author: True Fyre
Subject: Dare To Mess With Fyre

Sleek and graceful vixen of the forest stalks quietly into the wooded region. Delicate body thin from days without food. Her pack was killed and she wandered alone. She was an experianced hunter but without her pack the large game was left for others. Rabbits and squirrls were caught often but were not much help. Yellow eyes glistened as her body quivered. She watched the forest creatures around her. Seeing a fawn of good size she half started forward but they stopped. Knowing it was useless. The doe was a few yards away. The fawn had someone to protect it. Stalking on. She silently slid through the shadows. She brushed agaist a thorny bush and the thorns tore into a scar on her shoulder. Yelping she lept away. Blood seeked through her fur and she shivered. Contuing on through unknown terrioties. She watched for a cave not in residence by larger animals. Not finding one her effortless lope slowed to a walk. Her shoulder ached and the day was bcoming night. Finding a clump of bushes she laid down. Conceling herself as much as she could from hunters of her kind. She curled up into a ball of fur. Covering her head with her soft bushy tail. She closed her yellow eyes and her soft breathing filled the air. Though her dreams were not as peacful. She dreamed of her old mate, her family, her friends, her sisters and her brothers. The hunters that had killed them. How her parents had protected the entire pack giving them a chance to escape. Though her mate had stayed to help her parents along with her brother sna dthe other males in the twenty wolf pack. It gave the females a chance to escape. Though many had died on the trail from hungery. A few joined other packs but she contuied traveling hoping to see her mate again. Not accepting the fact that his pelt was probley hung in a hunter or richmans lodge.

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��Forced By Nature To Go To Merciless Limits�� -- �.M.e.r.c.i.l.e.s.s. .L.i.m.i.t.�, 21:17:15 10/15/02 Tue
- Dare To Mess With Fyre -- True Fyre, 07:34:00 10/16/02 Wed
  - Howled. -- Daring Fire., 12:00:38 10/16/02 Wed
    - ��Forced By Nature To Go To Merciless Limits�� -- �.M.e.r.c.i.l.e.s.s. .L.i.m.i.t.�, 13:52:56 10/16/02 Wed
      - Awatch. -- Daring Fire, 16:20:10 10/16/02 Wed
        Dare To Mess With Fyre -- True Fyre, 16:38:18 10/16/02 Wed
        Nodded her head. -- Daring Fire, 12:31:37 10/17/02 Thu
        Dare To Mess With Fyre -- True Fyre, 19:17:13 10/17/02 Thu
        |.I Go Solo.| -- �Merciless Limit�, 12:58:25 10/18/02 Fri
        Dare To Mess With Fyre -- True Fyre, 16:33:13 10/18/02 Fri
        Watched. -- Daring Fire, 11:10:53 10/21/02 Mon
        Dare To Mess With Fyre -- True Fyre, 21:54:38 10/21/02 Mon