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 Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 11:32 pm
"Company is nice for a change.." She slowly padded over towards the pipe, feeling more comfortable knowing he wasnt going to attack her, even if she felt that she would have won anyway. Stearing clear from the main draft of the pipes odor, she sat down.
"...It wasnt much of a choice, I either got away and lived..or stayed and passed on like some of my siblings." Savannah shifted slightly as she spoke, looking off into the distance.
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2010 8:34 pm
Puck nodded his head and smiles a bit as she sat closer to him with in the warmth of the pipe even though she was avoiding it a bit.
"I'm sorry to hear that. My siblings all passed as well though I'm sure not of the same fate. Its odd how some dogs seem hit so hard with pain, grief, and death and some..." Puck paused looking towards a high window in the building making the alley way. A poople slept in a warm cushy bed with out a care for the world. "Seem to live high on the hog."
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 6:58 pm
She followed his gaze up to the window, her lip curling slightly at what she saw before she looked away. "Yeah, and just because someone doesnt fit in the things they carry they're stuff in doesnt make them fit to be owned. Or if they dont look a certin way..."
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