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 Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 5:29 am
He gives a look of thanks before diving in, it had been three days since he found prey. They had moved their homes. You can tell by looking at him he is holding back as he tries to eat like a gentlemen of his station should, but he was mere inches from devouring the bowl in a gulp.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 5:39 am
"You can have more, i made heaps"
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 5:49 am
He practically shivers with restraint.
You are kind, m'lady. Thank you.
He gulped the first bowl down and made a second one and quickly delved into it as well. Losing restraint he finishes four bowls before finally slowing down.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 5:59 am
She looked at the empty pot. She waved her wand over it and it turned clean. She yawned.
"Well best be getting off to bed, as a werewolf i assume you can rest somewhere, night"
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 8:18 am
He back away quickly and moves to a tree in the shadows. He shifts back to his were form and sits on his haunches and gazes at the moon above for a long while, not thinking just watching and listening.
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Posted: Mon Sep 29, 2008 5:11 pm
Drajira fell asleep; her wolves guarding the tent.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 12:36 am
Scar didnt like the wolves that was a fact, he didnt remember this species at all and that disturbed him. But, he turned his thoughts away from them and let it drift throughout the night, part of the boon of this was he only had to sleep every third day. Problem with that is when it happens it lasts twelve hours and it was like a coma state, nothing could wake him. He slept yesterday so he had several days before sleep caught him again.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 3:54 am
She woke up the next day.
"Still here? I thought you had better stuff to do as a werewolf but i dont mind your company"
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 4:33 am
He stood stock still as a statue, not moving even a hair. He turned slightly towards her.
Habits are hard to kill. Enjoying the moon and the sunrise.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 4:39 am
"Dont worry about em" She said."But its nice as a werewolf not to sleep everyday"
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 1:54 pm
Its not as nice as it sounds.
He took a whif of the air to gather what scents was around, smelling none hostile or unique he turns around to her.
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Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2008 4:44 pm
She was packing up the camp.
((Hey im making up a RP about werewolves, vampires and other related creatures
And i just got an idea for another RP))
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 11:03 am
He watched her in silence, breathing in her scent and all the other scents about him. Memorizing it to his memory. Not the perfume but the smell that laid beneath it, the one that told him almost everything about her.
((cool))
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 4:59 pm
A hunting party came through the woods. Drajira turned to face it. On it was a Queen. She rode through the woods conceitedly.
((I updated my profile yay! i did that cause no one was on))
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Posted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 9:59 am
Smelling the Queens heavy scent of perfume he knew it was royalty before seeing them. But not wanting to be seen himself he quickly dove behind some cover and shifted to full wolf. He then laid down and acted casual as if he belonged there.
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