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« Thread Started on Nov 27, 2006, 7:41pm » | |
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all the boys who the dance floor didn't love
and the girls who's lips couldn't move fast enough
Dainty paws gracelessly landed in the newly fallen snow, bristled coat leaving gentle wisps in the crystals' crisp surface. Heart pounding in the female's chest, hindquarters flung her forward, barreling into the blanket of snow. It was new, pure, and nearly blinding as the sun reflected off it's colorless surface. Simply perfection. She couldn't help but giggle to herself whilst finding her way out of the snow that had fallen on top of her, mug- dome- and the rest of her bodice speckled in little white flakes. Brown optics gazed out into the clearing, very few tracks other than her own breaking the sheet that had stretched out over the grass. Not a single blade of grass broke the beauty of white, sparkles of pinks and blues and greens waltzing across the snow with grace and perfection from the sun's rays.
Ears sprung up in alert at the screeching chorus of birds that descended from the bushes, the alarm sending the female dashing across the snow in the opposing direction. Whether it be human or some other unwanted animal, she didn't want to find out. This was serenity. A day away from the packlands, a short vacation from life. Besides, if anyone had attempted to dominate over her for the Aramis packlands, she wouldn't go down without a fight. Whether she be there or not when the intruder entered, there'd still be blood to shed in the end. That was her home, her everything, and in the mean time she wasn't willing to give that up for anything. Not now. Not ever. Plumage wisped against the freezing snow, wagging gently as she stood tall against the ivory crystals.
Salmon tongue lolled from parted jaws, towers perked upward at attention, but the only sounds echoing through the vacant arena was the soft calls of song birds, their chorus light and simply background noise. Mug tipped toward the sky, kissers parting as a sharp bark descended from her vocals, vibrating in her throat. Head dipped, shoulders hunched, limbs folded neatly against the snow, it wasn't long before she was flying through the field, ivory waves cascading from her bodice as she leapt toward the bushes- birds fluttering in distress. Loud barks emitted from her throat, deep breaths huffing against the chilly air from flared nostrils, towers flicking back and forth against her skull. Theres nothing wrong with harrassing birds... right?
sing, until your lungs give out
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« Reply #1 on Nov 28, 2006, 5:50pm » | |
Massive paws carrie the brute across the feild. When he heard a feminine bark he looked toward the direction he thought it came from. He spyed the source of the bark, a female. She watched her harrassing birds. He wondered what her name was. Only one way to find out he thought. His eyes casually glanced around the area as he neared the female trying to show he posed no threat. He stopped about fifteen yards away from the female not wanting to scare her.
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