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Post by TR on Apr 10, 2015 22:10:25 GMT
He looked at the cave wall angrily, "I should be out sinking NY claws into rogue worthless throats"
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Post by whitney on Apr 10, 2015 22:22:09 GMT
"Why?"
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Post by TR on Apr 10, 2015 22:24:02 GMT
"They don't deserve to live..." he sort of hissed it
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Post by whitney on Apr 10, 2015 23:30:48 GMT
"Mmmm" *She thought in silence for about a minute* "If I was a loner, would you have killed me?"
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Post by TR on Apr 10, 2015 23:36:20 GMT
He looked at her "I would have." he looked disturbingly blank
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Post by whitney on Apr 11, 2015 2:46:27 GMT
*She watched him* "Why? I'm not a dirty bastared like the disgusting ones out there"
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Post by TR on Apr 11, 2015 5:08:32 GMT
He watched her "Oh?" he chuckled "Do tell me how you would deal with one yourself"
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Post by whitney on Apr 11, 2015 5:10:17 GMT
"Um..." *She looked down for a second, then back at him* "I'd put it to sleep"
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Post by TR on Apr 11, 2015 5:19:06 GMT
"I see." he scanned her "No...You don't look like a rogue...I apologize again for my attacking you. I just came back from a patrol."
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Post by whitney on Apr 11, 2015 5:23:00 GMT
*She smiled slightly* "It's fine..." *Her mind was still dwelling on his last question*
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Post by TR on Apr 11, 2015 5:29:33 GMT
He nodded and turned away "I will leave you to your...nap? Was it?" he
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Post by whitney on Apr 11, 2015 5:31:02 GMT
*She laughed a little* "Not anymore, I'm wide awake and starving" *She stands up*
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Post by TR on Apr 11, 2015 5:37:55 GMT
He stepped out of the cave "I ..believe there is a herd of deer around there" he motioned to the forest to the right
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Post by whitney on Apr 11, 2015 5:41:23 GMT
"Ah, thanks" *She trots out, winching everytime she put pressure on her front legs. But she had full intentions on catching a deer*
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Post by TR on Apr 11, 2015 5:47:29 GMT
He had been watching her "Brooke. What is wrong with your front legs."
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Post by whitney on Apr 11, 2015 5:50:30 GMT
*She stopped and looked at him oddly* "You hurt my arms" *She shrugged and continued trotting*
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Post by TR on Apr 11, 2015 6:00:27 GMT
He looked dejected and looked away to the side "Oh..Sor..." he stopped
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Post by whitney on Apr 11, 2015 6:05:32 GMT
*She stopped and looked at him* "Mmm?"
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Post by TR on Apr 11, 2015 6:13:45 GMT
He hadn't expected her to hear him so he looked up like : (Only dang pict I could find was this poof) His ears went back "Sorry..I can help you hunt if you like..?"
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Post by whitney on Apr 11, 2015 6:20:35 GMT
(Hahahaha thats so cute)
"Nah nah, it's cool I got it. Thanks though" *She kept trotting until she found a deer. She stood in front of it, and it suddenly looked like it wanted to take a nap. Once it was asleep she slit it throat. She started dragging it back*
(That could spark the idea of the coma thing)
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