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 Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 1:24 pm
 Dancing. It was something Pich was seeing more and more often..and she was no good at. She'd tried doing some of the movements she'd seen, but she...well, she failed. She usually ended up tumbling forward or backward, tripping over herself, and other such mishaps. But the little wild dog wasn't about to give up. Not a chance.
And it was what she was trying to do again, early in the morning while Eletu slept. And failing, once more. After a bit, she just sighed and pouted. No progress yet.
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 3:21 pm
Safi stretched as she "danced" away from where she had been curled up with her mother and father. She was always careful to not make a lot of noise when she left them in the morning and during afternoon naps, but once she was away from them, she started stepping in a more beated fashion, causing the misshapened disks and bands to clink to a beat in her head, her tail flicking back and fourth as she twirled towards the pond that was near their camp, intent on getting a drink.
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