For roleplaying regular/real-world species with real-world limitations, e.g. cats, dogs, wolves, lions, bears.
by Quiting » Fri Jan 20, 2012 11:09 am
Ollie tilts her head, then stops, remembering nobody really likes sharing their back stories, well, almost nobody. "Hm, well I was trained by my mom, who trained us all in case she wasn't their to help us. You know, with dad gone and all." She stops. oops. she thought.
I'm quiting.
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by icetea~ » Fri Jan 20, 2012 11:09 am
(Lol i thot u usually said dindin LOL I <3 That word....its funny ^_^) Skillet brought callie to a room connected to the medic den.It was hard to find though.He plopped down and offered her the carabou leg.
"Calliw....w-would you be....my m- ma-...te?" He asked nervously but his tail was waggin like crazy.He didnt even notice
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