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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 5:39 pm
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Posted: Mon Oct 25, 2010 9:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 1:09 pm
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He looked down at the red female. She looked just like her mother, save for the blood red pelt she carried. He loved the color, and was happy he had produced something the color of blood. But her voice was shrill in his ears. His other female cubs, all watched what they said and when. He supposed when she met her demon sisters, she would learn her place rather quickly. For now he would let her do as she pleased. He looked down at the cheery cub and shook his head. With a father like himself, he wasnt quite sure how she amounted that kind of happiness. She had better tune herself down however, otherwise he knew her life in the Demons would not be a great one. He however, would have a vigil watch on her to make sure she didnt try to escape.. She was his..His..
"We're almost there Marinette." He growled lowly, obviously annoyed. When it came to cubs, he didnt hide his annoyance like he could with the ladies. He didnt really like cubs, so much as they gave him more bloodline and therefore, were something he desired.
"And with your attitude, im not quite positive that you should be happy to meet these lions. These arent like your mother...or her friend." He growled the word friend, speaking of the male that had been around Clerm when he ha dnot been. It raised his hackles and he growled once more. ______________________________________-
Crue looked at his sister, and shook his head. He wasnt excited to meet the lions, as he truly didnt really care for much of anyone. He was a hardened boy, with a temper issue. He clearly, was his fathers son. However his look at his sister wasnt as annoyed as his father had. "I am only excited to go where Ill fit in. Not because of the others there." He said, his voice firm. He was trying to be like his father. He respected him..Idolized him..As his father was the epitome of mean, and that could bring pain if not watched carefully.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 1:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 5:29 pm
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He put a paw to his ear, and then pushed the little female. He hated how loud she was becoming. She would learn however how much he truly hated the sound of childrens voices. "Marinette, stop yelling and shut up." He said, his eyes warning her as he continued walking. His Cheeton would be there to welcome them, or she had better. If she had dissappeared, he would need to find and kill her. He liked his little slave, he hoped it didnt come to that. "If your mother said that then she was indeed smart. Lets hope you got at least half of her intelligence." His breeding with Clermelli had been because of her intelligence, her bravery. Sure she had given in to him, but she had done so with an understanding that it would happen regardless. However if his cubs did the same, he would punish them for being weak.
Crue looked at his sister, and wondered where she got her boisterous personality. Personally, he did not feel like meeting others. He disliked meeting anyone. He preferred his solitude, and his quiet. But it seemed that with his sister, it would not happen. "I like quiet adventures." He replied, looking at her with a nod. He wished he had her enthusiasm, but then again he was learning how father acted. Maybe it wasnt a good idea to be so charismatic.. but then again..Marinette wasnt bad per say.. He hoped for her sake, she toughened up.
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 5:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 12:22 pm
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 2:43 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 11:46 am
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Posted: Wed Feb 02, 2011 8:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 03, 2011 12:10 pm
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