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Mila Farrell Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:05 pm
Mmmm. Ciyari chews away at a particularly tough spot with single-minded determination. Her stomach at first feels quesy...as if it didn't want to accept the food that she gave it, as if it were too foreign to accept. But it soon falls into the regular conceptualization of digesting, and she's fine.
Her stomach has seemingly shrunk, however, due to a lack of inadequate food. She rubs one paw over her blood-stained muzzle (she currently looks a complete disaster), happily yawning, and blinking. Her tummy is a bit bloated from the sudden glut of food...she walks dazedly away from the meal, ears tipping up as she hears something - or someone. "Well, maybe," She calls out, loudly. "What d'you got in return?" She isn't giving away food for nothing, you know.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:06 pm
((Night! x3))
Itazura turned around, seeing Dafina. "Hello..." He said cautiously, not sure if he was dealing with a friend, or foe. He shook his head, such worries were trivial in this sort of situation. "May I ask your name, please?" He asked politely, his tail gently swaying against the dense grass.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:06 pm
Batobato looks at the zebra looking at her. "Uh, w-well, I don't think this is my h-herd..." She silently reprimanded herself for stuttering. That stupid stutter! Her mother had told her that it wasn't anything important, but these zebras might think there was something wrong with her. She shrank back a little, suddenly afraid of what the other zebra might do.
((Batobato has a stutter! Good for her!))
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:09 pm
Coming out of the bush a bit more she looks at the cub, as if assessing his character. "I'm Dafina" she says proudly sitting up straight. "And you are...?" she asks quizzically, her head tilted to the side.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:11 pm
"Er..well..." Itazura paused for a moment, his eyes locked on the ground as he stopped to think. Just what DID he have to offer someone else? He had gotten away with free food for one night, and he had been extremely lucky for that opportunity. "All I can offer is..." He looked up towards the voice, his stomach growling loud as ever. "My...loyalty?" Sure, it sounded lame to even him, but his words still rang true. He was willing to go to any lengths to get a good meal, even if it meant lowering himself to the point of becoming one's follower. Normally, his feeling of independence kept him stubborn in that area, but now, he was desperate.
He turned to Dafina, a sad look in his eyes. It was highly possible he severly regretted what he had just spoken aloud. "Itazura." He said in a tone almost so low it was impossible to hear.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:12 pm
*still looking comfuzzled milia still edges foward, in a overly curious attempy she nudges at the others side with her nose. The obviously smaller milia replied* why you so afraid? and why you studder??
(( aww.. gotta love bad english XD.. or zebra-ish in this case))
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:15 pm
Dafina's ear pricked up as she heard another voice call out. Deciding to find out later what that was about, she turned her attention back to Itazura. "Nice to meet you" she got out before her stomach rumbled again.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:18 pm
(( i gotta go.. sry ttyl))
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:18 pm
((Bleah...I gotta go. x_x Night!))
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:19 pm
((Aww, crap, I have to go. Bye!))
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:19 pm
There wasn't a reply. Perhaps the owner of the voice got distracted...or maybe it's the ghost from before. Ciyari isn't too fussed about finding out, however - she's full, and being full makes her sleepy.
The silver cub walks around in a slow circle underneath one of the jungle's trees right on the edge of the clearing, and curls up there happily, purring. Nothing can disturb her rest now. Nothing.
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Mila Farrell Vice Captain
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Mila Farrell Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:20 pm
(Night, everybody. gonk )
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:24 pm
The smell of food got stronger past the cub. Dafina moves that way and peeks her head out. She sees a half eaten caracass and wonders if it belongs to anyone.
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Posted: Tue Sep 07, 2004 7:31 pm
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