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 Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 2:54 am
Tashes digged through the sand. She knew that she shouldn't have made her home for that night here. But when she came back from her mission she was just so damned tired. So, of course, where did she make her home that night, along the shore. Where her favorite thing decided to grow legs and walk away. At least, that's what she could have sworn it did.
"Ugh, why can't I find it anywhere?" Tashes yelled, as she reared up her two front legs up in the air in utter frustration. If she couldn't find it, then she couldn't go on her next assignment, which only made her even more frustrated. After all, work was her life.
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 10:39 am
Stacia watched from a distance, her paws neatly folded in front of her. She had already created herself a cave about a mile off shore, but she chose to come down to see the water up close. She noticed that there was someone further off. She was far enough away to not be spotted immediately, but close enough to be seen.
Stacia could see that the other was in visible frustration.
With a big yawn she slowly got back up from her laying position and shook the sand from her coat and slowly walked down the shore towards the frustrated female.
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2009 3:31 pm
Tashes stuck her nose in the sand, trying to sniff the thing out. Problem was, she had been on this beach for so long that her seant happened to be everywhere on the beach, and therefore making her unable to find her lovely little item.
She stopped and started to dig in the sand for her precious little item, thinking that it was there. Not finding it, she slumpt down in the sand in defeat. She hated finding something so small in the sand. It was a large pain, it being so small and therefore very easy to get lost.
Sensing another female approaching, she stood, not bothering to shake off any sand that happened to be in her fur. She didn't much care if she got dirty, after all, it was all part of her job, to get down and dirty. Nor did she care if the female saw her with extremely sandy paws. Her opinion didn't matter.
She eyed the female warily, trying to determine if this Saigh was good or bad. She looked good, but there was a slight possibility that she wasn't. Tashes decided to approach the Saigh somewhat cautiously, making sure no other eyes were looking her way. She didn't know if this Saigh happened to bring more Saigh like her, to gang up on her, this fact, made her slightly shaky. She was sure that she could handle two or three Saigh at a time, but five Saigh was too much for Tashes to take, and she didn't want to get into a fight where there were five attacking her all at once.
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Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2009 2:24 pm
Stacia's voice was smooth as she noticed the female approach.
"There's no need to be defensive. I have no interest in harming you, dear."
Stacia always got a bit nervous around anxious Saigh. There was something about how they acted that made her weary of attacks. She certainly wasn't strong, but she was clever for a Saigh.
"Are you alright?"
Her words were precise and seeping with concern. Whether the words were sincere or not was up to the other female to decide. Stacia's eyes were scanning the female just in case it appeared she was about to be attacked.
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Posted: Fri Aug 07, 2009 11:16 pm
Tashes relaxed, knowing that this person is good. She could tell by the way the Saigh talked, elegantly and smooth, almost like a queen. Her voice reminded the speckled Saigh of her grandmother, the grandmother that she loved and adored. She would still be with her today, if that one other female Saigh wasn't the clan leader. Her grandmother used to be the clan leader, until the other female Saigh decided to start a revolution with half of the other clan members. She remembered her grandmother fighting it out, along with her family only to be obliterated by the evil Saigh. That's when she decided to run away, the foe to great for her and proclaimed that she would one day defeat that evil witch for what she had done.
Tashes relaxed and smiled at the other Saigh, to show that she had no fear of the other Saigh.
"Oh yes, I'm fine. Just looking for something," she said as she looked over at the other Saigh, her eyes full of admiration for her. She trusted this Saigh, after all, a Saigh that acted like her grandmother and if she did, then she must be trustworthy. After all, it wasn't anyone who acted like her grandmother.
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