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 Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 7:49 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 8:15 pm
"A daring nature has nothing to do with it," she smirked and lunged into the air.
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 8:19 pm
He growled and reminded himself yet again that he couldn't kill the irksome mare just yet. That didn't mean that he couldn't plan, though. He slinked through the trees, plotting.
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 8:37 pm
Such a sourpuss, she mused to herself. But I didn't pick him for his charm...or lack thereof...he's a smart one. Useful. Still...I'm going to have to keep an eye on him.
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Posted: Wed Sep 28, 2011 8:41 pm
He was coming up with a plan F when he finally emerged from the swap. He glanced to the sky to see if she was still there or if he'd freed himself of her.
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Posted: Thu Sep 29, 2011 3:58 pm
"Nice to see you didn't get lost," she called down from the branch where she was lounging in wait. Her wings had allowed her to traverse the swamp much faster than her grounded companion.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 10:58 am
He growled and just barely managed to stop himself from lunging at her. Once again, he reminded himself that he had decided to accept her assistance. He couldn't kill her. Yet.
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 7:39 pm
"Well what's our next plan?" the mare asked casually scanning the ground for telltale signs of travel or better yet, an encampment...
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 7:40 pm
"I do believe you are the tracker. You are supposed to be impressing me, now."
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 8:50 pm
"No point in tracking them if we don't have a plan," she mused, inhaling deeply trying to pick up a scent. The lack of tangible evidence brought a scowl to her features. "They made it further than I thought...look around, try to use that nose of yours....see what you can smell."
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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2011 10:40 pm
"I am not a common bloodhound," Namir growled. "Don't treat me as such." Nonetheless, he took a deep breath, scenting the air for the blood of his prey.
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 12:57 pm
"Of course not," she cooed. "You're an extra special bloodhound. Now tell me, what do you smell? Any blood in the air?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 1:00 pm
He snarled at her, not liking her patranizing tone one bit. "I, you overglorizied bat, am a wolf. Not a hound dog of any sort, and I do not answer to you."
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 1:37 pm
"Yes..." she said with an exasperated tone. "You wolf, big and bad and all, I'm sure...so use your big, bad nose and see if there's any blood in the area before the birdies all fly away."
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Posted: Sun Oct 30, 2011 1:38 pm
He decided to take her concession at face value and ignore the tone. He sniffed the air again, until he caught the faint scent of blood, drifting down from overhead. "They went north," he said, already taking off in that direction.
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