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{Sure } ..::ARIANNA::.. Silence... Arianna lifted her muzzle to the air, nose twitching slightly, tail swinging. It was dawn, the sun not yet clearing the horizon... and it was silent. The African Wild Dog crested a small hill and looked out over the plains below. soon the lions would awaken, the cheetahs would chase gazelle and the hyenas would scavange for food. It was a dangerous world out there, but her young son and daughter were safe. She glanced towards the camp, her eyes seeking out the familiar pelts of her son and daughter. There was Trip, curled up with his tail over his nose and Juliet, her darling little Juliet, was... gone. She snarled loudly in irritation, stalking back into camp. "Wake up!" She growled at her packmates. "Where is Juliet?"
..::JULIET::.. She was running. Not away, not like her mother and the pack. They feared the other animals who could trample them, tear them apart. juliet was hardheaded as her mother often told her. She was also fearless. She loved the thrill of running free across the open plains, the sun warm on her back. She tilted her head back and let out a high pitched yip of joy, picking up her pace.
..::TRIP::.. Trip sprang up, soft brown eyes widening with alarm, but slowly relaxed. Juliet was gone but then... what was new. Their mother was overreacting. Juliet was her little baby, the promise child. Juliet was also unruly, a rule bender, and always found a way to sneak off. He smiled in amusement to himself and stretched. "She'll be back mom. She always comes back."
Attention to all my friends: I'm sorry, but I am quitting Chicken Smoothie. I'm just... I'm just done.
:Username: 12cj3 :Name: Feather :Nickname: None :Age: 2 :Gender: Female :Rank: Loner ersonality: Feather Is always full of energy, and very spirted. She Is always making trouble and getting herself in danger, but she really is nice and loyal. :History: Well, she doesent like to talk about it but, her kin and parents were killed when she was young, but her big brother Tyler is still alive. :Crush: Haha no :Mate: Youre kidding! ups: No way :Kin: Yyler her brother but everyone else is dead :Other: no
:Username: 12cj3 :Name: Tyler :Nickname: None :Age: 4 :Gender: Male :Rank: Loner ersonality: Tyler is serious, but can have a sence of humour sometimes :History: Well, he doesent like to talk about it but. :Crush: Haha no :Mate: Youre kidding! ups: No way :Kin: Feather his little sister :Other: no
▬▬▬▬ Born to be king // ▬▬▬▬ ♛ ♛ ♛ ♛in return _______[ a front row seat ]↵ ↵
After all this time, now you come to visit me, brother? Why? To mock? I need your help. And I wish I could trust you... If you did, you'd be the fool I always took you for.
After all this time, now you come to visit me, brother? Why? To mock? I need your help. And I wish I could trust you... If you did, you'd be the fool I always took you for.
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