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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 5:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 6:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 6:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 7:13 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 7:28 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 7:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 8:33 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 14, 2012 8:50 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 8:29 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 11:25 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 11:37 am
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Issa nodded and bent closer to the ground, taking his time to identify the scent. It was definitely something he had only tasted a few times in his life, but it was enough to make a guess. "It's a Springbok." The way he said it, coupled with his hesitation, made his next few steps slow at best.
The adolescent crept closer to the watering hole, ignorant to the sounds he made as he stomped over brambles and brush. The closer he became, the more prey beasts picked up on it, and within a short amount of time he noticed that he had, indeed, been correct. A herd of Springbok had been standing before him enjoying a mid-morning drink, but now they were running away!
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 12:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 12:11 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 12:17 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 14, 2012 12:29 pm
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