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Post by Idril on Dec 1, 2006 15:53:39 GMT -5
We wait for Pocket then? Cause I guess we have a posting order xD
And Imma cute little ball of fluff <3
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Post by Pocketly on Dec 1, 2006 23:11:37 GMT -5
Sorry for the delay guys.
Pocketly snickered, wet nose coming close to sniff at the whelp, to nose around the fur on her shoulders and neck. Affection, and the brute didn't hesitate to show it. "Ever'wear? Kissy face?" The gritty chuckle crawled up his throat again, chocked voice warm with friendly protest. "Alpha bitch all the way, Iddy, ya, Know, the little queen of mah wuffs.." Chocolate eyes fell on Nuo as the pup accused him of looking for a mate. "Iddy, iddy, you wouldn't know courtship if it bit'ya in the ass." A paw came, in jest and play, for the whelp. He was happy that the unfamiliar wolf took interest in a pup he liked to call his, some females sought to kill whelps when joining a pack. Pissed him rightly off, if he staked personal claim to any of the lot.
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Post by Idril on Dec 2, 2006 15:50:33 GMT -5
Yea, thats right. Love me damnit <3 xD
Idril. Whelpen had grown accustomed to Pocket's 'greeting'. Oral appendage returned with a quick lick to his hark. Chuckle arose from vocals. "Of 'course Pocket. Because I'm worried about being Alphess." Harks flicked backwards at the comment. "I could, and would." With a huff she settled down near Pocket. Visionaries traveled back to the fem. Bitchling had to admit that she did like her. Better than fellow whelps anyway. Attention flicked back to Pocket. "It would take more than a bite in your ass for you to realize that all who have joined are girls." Smirk played at her librums. "I would gladly bite you though. Consider it a gift."
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Nuo
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Or give me Death...
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Post by Nuo on Dec 3, 2006 16:43:04 GMT -5
A snort would expel from flared nares, harks pinned to her skull as she watched the display with a look of arrogance and disgust. "Ok.. ok... this is all so touching," -a single mitt would rise from the earth to meet mantle to emphasize with her words- ", but either you wanna' explain what the fuck is goin' on?" Paw would slouch until once more pressing firm against the soil beneath. Banner swayed against the breeze, later laying against rigid flank as her irony gaze would flicker between the two; curiousity getting the best of her. "I mean, who the hell are you two?" |
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Post by Pocketly on Dec 11, 2006 20:41:37 GMT -5
Sorry I haven't been around.
Computer problems and school and emotional junk.
I'll post after I finish eatting. ^__^
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