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 Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 11:18 pm
Just as he was about to put his paw down over the line she blurred it and started to draw something else. His nose poked down at it for a few seconds. What were those symbols? He'd never seen them before. "Those are really pretty pictures Babe." He raked his claw threw the dirt infront of him making a picture that could only seam barbaric to anyone in the art world. "I do things like that too babe." He cocked another smile at her.
"Whisp. Because I'm sure your wondering who the handsome wolf infront of you is. Cuse you know I have sexy white whisps on my back." He shuffled over the now gone line and plopped himself comfortably next to her again.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 11:27 pm
Gerda's eyes locked on him, watching him as he studied her name in the earth. But...he didn't seem to get it. Her entire body shook with laughter that seemed to bubble up unwantedly. She turned her face away from him bashfully, giggling silently at his art.
Babe...
Was that her name from him?
Whisp... She liked Whisp... She saw his black coat shining in the daylight, saw the white that fell over his shoulders and across his back. Yes, it was fitting. She grinned at him, even as he drew nearer and sat next to her.
What would she do? She would have to go home sooner or later... She couldn't leave the babies with Tauro forever...
Suddenly she leapt to her feet, dropping her body into a playbow. She made a bark, though her mouth opened and shut and only a squeak came out. Then with a grin, she tore off into the forest.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 11:35 pm
Where another male would have been bothered by the lack of conversation. Or even not knowning the other females name they were courting. Whisp was blissfully ignorant to the entire situation. She didn't have to speak a word to keep him around. She just had to be interested in him- that was all the young male would ever ask of her. As long as his plump ego was inflated ever so often with some affection she could keep him around how ever long she needed.
But when she playbowed oh she had won his heart over forever. She had accepted him and that was what the needy male had wanted. With a trumpant bark he chased after her into the woods running along side of her playfully trying to n** at her as they went close to each other.
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Posted: Sun May 10, 2009 11:41 pm
Gerda was getting older, perhaps coming upon her fifth year of life. She had started young with her first litter due to circumstance, but she was springing back. She didn't act old; at one time, she felt old, but she no longer felt that way.
Instead she felt spry. Her body was well fed, her coat shining, and her joints moved easily. She danced alongside him, letting off a barrage of silent barks, nipping at his tail as she darted around, prancing into the treeline.
She wasn't sure what she'd do with him yet.
One side of her was scared. Terrified. Of him? Perhaps. Maybe it was just because he was male. Maybe it was because he was the type to promise her the world.
She just wasn't sure.
But she'd figure it out on the way.
Maybe he would be like most males. Maybe he would see her homely little family, her two beautiful babies, and turn tail and run. Or maybe he'd accept them...
She would figure it out.
It would just take time.
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