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 Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2010 7:02 pm
Oh good gods, he really was young, wasn't he? Time to take charge, perhaps. Rhaen smiled faintly at his stuttering and purred softly, edging closer.
"Would you like to come and see my den, Anwar...?" she asked - glad that she'd taken the time to dig out a little place outside the pride lands a few nights ago.
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Posted: Fri Jul 30, 2010 7:06 pm
Ah, that had certainly solved his dilemma. He'd no idea that he'd actually managed to do such a through job. Actually, Anwar had been pretty certain he'd bungled it horribly and was only stumbling along like a cub with it's eyes shut, banging off rocks and trees and everything else.
"I would like that very much, my Queen," Anwar purred, allowing an expression of happy surprise to cross his features. So it had worked after all...good.
Next time he'd know more and do better still. Perhaps not get beat up by some girl in the middle of his experiment. But, so far, it seemed, so good.
FIN
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