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 Posted: Sun Nov 15, 2009 3:50 pm
Why....was the savannah so cold at night?
Pale eyes scanned the area cast in moon glow, noticing all the predators and prey lurking about. All were nervous or tired, and kept moving about as quietly as possible. But the blue observer was cozy in her location, perched high in a tree, half shrouded by the leaves and twigs. It would take either sharp eyes or a sharp nose to spot the leopard named Milani'la.
But then again...almost everyone had sharp senses if they were surviving out here! ((sorry the post is short, gotta run!)) Dx;
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 10:44 am
(I'm sorry my PMs deleted this one and it took me forever to refind where stuck it on my comp. X.x; )
Olayinka was awake but through no fault of her own. Cubs were kicking deep inside her belly and it made it difficult to rest for any long period of time. Her normally brash nature was softening. Not because she was becoming nice, not by any means, but she couldn't risk a fight now.
It disgusted her frankly. If she ever got ahold of that male responsible for this she'd make him wish he'd never met her. Even if she DID like him.
Pacing she drove herself closer to the tree the other female leopardess was hiding under. She was hungry for impala but there was no way she was going to catch the agile creatures in her state. Not now.
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