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 Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 8:46 am
 Dosari had spent the better half of his day dead tired. He'd chased off a rather suspicious group of males that had managed to wander into his mother's territory while she was out hunting with another of his brothers. He'd decided to patrol, as the others were far more interested in playing at this point.
Still breathing a bit heavily, Dosari plopped down into a patch of tall, but sparse, grass to rest his legs for a bit before making the rest of the trek back to the den. No doubt Gutu would already be there waiting with food for them all and the last thing he wanted was to send her into some sort of panic.
He tended to do that a lot, even when he wasn't trying.
"Blasted males," He muttered to himself, his face sour in its tiredness, "You'd think they'd smell the rest of our scents as well and not just hers."
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2012 7:06 am
The ivory female sat in the dirt, her tail sweeping it side to side since she liked the feeling of the scratchy dirt against it. She was smiling, though her eyes almost seemed lost. She had been away from her brothers for some time..and it was beginning to be a bit of an exciting adventure. Though she remembered little. She was forgetful, and unless she paid damn close attention it was likely she wasn't listening to you anyway.
"Dooty-doot, dooty-doot." She began singing, her voice eerie as it lifted into the sky. It was a simple little diddy but she still felt like it was something to be shouted.
"We are champions. This dirt and I. This dirt doesn't mind me. This dirt doesn't mind me. Just playing in my dirt." She usually was less insane, and more cryptic. But she chose to be cryptic with everyone else. When she was alone, talking to herself was fun.
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