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 Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 10:15 am
Chip just stared and then he let his body collapse again, whining as if he was crying.
"Its evil and deserves to die... stupid foxes."
"Bu..b...but its so small..."
"Idiot."
"Kill it!"
"NO NO NO! Chip won't kill it, Chip wont he wont he wont!" He was growling again, at himself this time. He then went back to whimpering again looking at the other wolf and the fox.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 8:34 am
"What??" A very confused Duhkha gaped at Chip for a moment, before hurriedly moving so that his body partially blocked Chip's access to Lancaster. How had this meeting gotten so terribly out of paw?
The now (mildly) panicking Duhkha pinned his ears to his skull in such a way that it became hard to tell that he'd had ears at all. Contrarily, he also began this sort of whining growl in the back of his throat. He didn't want to fight, he really, really didn't, but if Chip was going to attack his friend..
In short, Duhkha was highly confused.
Lancaster narrowed his eyes. Damn it all to hell. This wasn't going to turn out well.
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2006 11:43 am
Chip looked up at the wolf and smiled, ignoring the fox again.
"Im hungry."
"Your always hungry."
"The chipmunk is hungry AGAIN!"
"Leave me alone..." He grumbled and moved his paws so that they were covering his eyes. He wanted to eat, why did his mind torture him so?
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2006 5:04 pm
What the hell was going on? D8 ;;; This wolf was seriously weird.
"Are... are you okay?"
Lancaster snorted, but didn't speak. Of course the wolf wasn't okay, he was out of his mind.
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2006 10:10 am
He looked up and smiled.
"Im hungry." The other voices stayed in his head shouting at him and bullying him as they usually did.
Chip was a rather sad and lonely wolf, he had never truely been able to grow up as he seemed to develop voices in his head instead. This wasn't something he was exactly keen on but it was ok and it kept him going most of the time. Other times he would just break down and whimper a cry to anyone or thing that listened. He knew he was insane but he couldn't do anything about it.
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