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Post by rat on Jun 28, 2008 11:39:12 GMT -5
The pawsteps of the girl were soft, her head held at a low enough angle, her long flowy fur swaying slowly with the borzoi's steps. Sara had decided to join the pack after a long and easy debate. A "dommie" as she called herself, had told her of this place. The girl now stopped, head down, tail flicking side to side in debate of this action. The reaction would hopefully be Rico or Darthyn, but she didn't care. That was that.
Sara's lines made her tall and leggy, with long fur at places and short fur in others. But her current situation was easy enough, alright. Her fangs bared in a grimace, and she licked the paw that was now injured. Weasels were not the ideal prey for a lone dog, because they fought back.
Her tail flickered again and she settled in to wait.
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Post by Maybe ♫ on Jun 29, 2008 9:20:03 GMT -5
As her smell broke his tired state of mind, Darthyn hoisted himself up and trotted over. Searching her face for any hint of treachery, he seemed satisfied. the large gray male blinked heavily, forcing himself to wake up fully.
"State your purpose," He grumbled, eyelids heavy with lost sleep. He knew he wasn't exactly being the welcome wagon, but he was tired and didn't care.
ooc // Sorry about the crappy post, I hate acceptance posts with all my heart, so let's make this quick.
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Post by rat on Jun 29, 2008 20:07:57 GMT -5
Sara shifted her head to Darthyn, and nodded. He was tired, so skip the eloquence, bluntness would get her point across. "Acceptance into the pack's all."
The borzoi shook her coat, because to her it was unbearably hot.
[[Same here. xD]]
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Post by Maybe ♫ on Jul 1, 2008 12:57:24 GMT -5
Darthyn scrutinized her, every inch of her that was visible.Narrowing his eyes, he snorted roughly. How can I be sure I can trust her?
"Fine. But I'll be watching you." He glared even more harshly. "And if you put one paw out of line, you'll wish you never set foot upon my territory." His words were rough and cold, but his tone wasn't as harsh as if the threat were real. He chuckled slightly. "just make sure you don't mess up, kid. Dens are over that way," He breathed, flicking his tail south, to where the Nesting Grounds was.
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