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Post by toboe on Jul 8, 2008 22:25:37 GMT -5
Sheon panted wildly, fear in itself pulsing through her veins in the purest form." Not the twolegs, no more twolegs, that's what he did for me." She whimpered to herself. Her misty gray outline present in the dawn of the morning, sitting atop a gray rock for rest. The golden hoop dangled from her ear as she licked her belly.
"It's okay puppies. We'll be okay from now on." She whispered to her belly, which was big from the results of mating. She was a pregnant she-wolf, all alone with no mate.
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Post by Fire Opal on Jul 10, 2008 11:16:49 GMT -5
(do you read Warriors?)
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Post by toboe on Jul 10, 2008 22:18:08 GMT -5
(Yes, but how the heck does that have to do with ANYTHING that I posted hm?!)
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