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 Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 10:33 am
 The morning dawned bright over the snowy landscape, its summer rays warming sunbathers and swimmers in other parts of the globe. Yet in Hokkaido, the summer sun brought only light and a faint warmth during the day while the night returned everything once again to ice.
She was a solitary Kuniku, her pelt colored with creams and cyans accented pleasantly with purple. She awoke with a yawn, opening her violet eyes with lashes dusted with crystals of ice. In fact, as she had slumbered, her entire being had been covered with a thin sheen of ice, the frozen water causing her coat to sparkle brilliantly in the rising sunlight. Yet while the ice glimmered, it also began to melt, to the dismay of poor Yukiko. The melting ice trickled water had into her fur, soaking her as she had dozed in the early morning light. With a sigh, the pretty girl stood, and gave herself a rather vehement shake. Pellets of ice and water flew everywhere; she shivered. She disliked being wet and disliked being wet and cold even more so. She loathed summer for this very dilemma that it created for her.
Stretching her limbs, her mind made up to venture to the coast. On the coast, at least, there would be rocks which she could dry herself upon, if the grass upon which this task was normal done was still wet from morning dew.
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Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2009 12:30 am
Gabi had woken up early that morning, filled with a feeling of restlessness. He usually spent his days in and around the village but today he thought perhaps a wider patrol was in order. Obviously this had been a good idea, as he was now sitting at the top of a snow laden slope watching a frosty Kuniku stretch.
It wasn't often that Gabi ran into other Kuniku; Hokkaido was a large island and not really a holiday destination. He knew more Kuniku lived closer toward the coast but he rarely visited there. Due to this he often got any news of the rest of Nippon from the Kuniku he did stumble across.
He wasn't sure if this female was from one of the other islands or a native here, but either way some Kuniku company would be nice after such a long time with the humans of his village. He stood up, shaking his bristly coat, and began to trot down the slope kicking up snow in his wake.
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Posted: Sat Jul 25, 2009 2:12 am
 The crisp morning air found little Spectre trudging through the snow with great difficulty. With such small body mass, he was hopping like a frog more so than anything to get from step to step and the process was very quickly getting exhausting.
Luckily for him, his thick puppy coat kept him quite warm- in fact he rather disliked the thought of losing it one day!
So focused was he on the task at hand, leaping and sinking into and out of the snow that is, that he could scarcely hear or see much that was happening around him. It was this complication that lead to him, none too gracefully, belly flopping onto the rear end of a stretching Kuniku.
In shock and with a "YIPE!" he was flung backwards into the snow, sinking in so deep that it had almost completely covered the strange little pup up. All he could do was stare up with his blank eyes at the snow surrounding him and breathe while his little heart fluttered like a hummingbird's.
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