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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2010 8:04 pm
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Crouching over her latest kill, Last Whisper was part way through cleaning up the mess she had made pulling it apart to get at the skull. This one had been a mercy kill, like most of them were, but that didn't make them any easier to clean! She grunted and growled at the skin and meat as she tried to pull it away from he goal underneath. After lots of angry scuffles and some agitated splashes, Last Whisper finally managed to remove the skull and place it safely in the shallow water next to her. She picked up the rest of the foxbun and dunked it in the stream to rinse it a little bit, to get rid of the worst of the blood at least. Having done so, she placed the body on a rock just along the water's edge and then turned to look at her newest prize.
Damn it!, she thought to herself. She had forgotten the feathers! And so, thinking she was completely alone, Last Whisper stood up, and swiftly trotted back to her den to find those feathers, leaving her treasure unguarded in the stream nearby.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 6:14 pm
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There! She had found those feathers at last! Grabbing a few between her teeth, Last Whisper wiggled her way backwards to get out of her den. She blinked once at the sun and then trotted back towards the stream she had left her treasure in... only to draw to a complete stop.
She was frozen in... shock? terror? No! Anger. Yes, that was it! She was angry. Her ears trained forwards, he tail took on an agitated twitch and her brow furrowed. She rushed forwards, and in all of the emotions, she dropped her feathers along the way. She ran towards the stranger and once her hooves hit the water with a splash, she growled angrily, "Don't touch that! Mine!" Sure, it wasn't complete sentences... but it was exactly what she meant!
The doe stood there, hunkered down to a defensive stance, a few paces away from the strange buck, with the skull caught somewhere in the middle.
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:03 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 7:56 pm
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Her head turned so that she could look down at what the buck was pointing towards and realized he meant the foxbun... the... dead... foxbun... Brow furrowing further, she looked back at the buck and was about to speak, but on the breath in, she realized that she was still holding the skull. What pet? What was he talking about? The skull?
She sidestepped once, twice, and then put the skull down on the ground in front of her feet. "Of course it doesn't... it wouldn't be able to.... it's.... not alive..." She glanced at it again, she had killed it right? Yeah, it was obviously dead, bleeding and whatnot...
Oh right! Her 'pet'... "It's not a pet at all!" she said, rather plainly, as that was all that needed saying. Anyone could see that!
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 8:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 8:18 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 8:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 8:38 pm
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"Oh? Who's Bites For Fun? Is he your pet?" curiousity invading her own mind. Perhaps it was contagious? Who knew!
Last Whisper sat down, just where she was, rather heavily actually. She decided that she liked this buck, even though he confused her a little. But he seemed to like her Treasure, so it was all good with her... so long as he didn't try to take it away from her, that is! But if that should happen, she could change her mind then. So with a smile, she replied, "This one is Quickfoot, named after it's last owner." She nodded towards the corpse. "It's... well, it's a Skull." She giggled, "They don't wander, silly!"
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 9:05 pm
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 9:21 pm
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Pet friend. She thought about it a moment, and then decided that made sense. A pet could be a friend, too, afterall! But when he described Bites For Fun, she wasn't sure what he meant, and so politely returned a vague answer, "Yes, perhaps I have seen him then. There have been a few large-mouthed pet friends I've come across. Next time I shall ask him if his name is Bites For Fun."
When he said he wasn't familiar with Skulls, she wasn't too surprised. Not very many kimeti knew what they were, as they stayed away from Death and dead things, but her thoughts were interrupted when he asked about the foxbun's name. She paused, at a loss for an answer..."It... it doesn't have a name. Though you could give it one, if you like." She frowned down at it trying to remember if she had actually given it a name, but she didn't think so...
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2010 9:30 pm
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