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 Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 1:51 pm
Sunsets at the edge of the jungle were beautiful. The night sky appeared over the flat land that surrounded the area, and the sky above the trees shone pink and orange with the setting sun. The strong smell of moist air and the sound of small chirping bugs topped the whole scene off as just calming.
The ex-mistweaver strolled along the tree line of the forest, enjoying the warm wet night and the general feeling of walking after a nap. Triv, like most lions, napped quite often, but it felt good to stretch his muscles again after so much time just lying around.
It made him feel a bit old though. He kept trying to convince himself he wasn’t, but lately the lack of responsibility in his life made him feel a bit like a useless old man. He wondered what kind of hobby he could pick up.
Although he would like to take up his old responsibilities. It was really too bad that he couldn't.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 8:23 am
*Padding into the jungle Tajwar smirked and enjoying the new lands. This was nice, very nice. It was also very different from her home, but nice all in all. The female wolf moved himself slowly through the jungle, keeping an eye out at all times. This was something she had picked up after giving birth. She had become very opened minded to everything around her, as well as protective.
She would never let harm come to her or her family, thus why she always was on guard. With a soft wag of her red tail the female stretched herself out and moved down to rest, nipping at her paws. Her black eyes closed slowly as she cleaned herself off; the walk here was a long one, but in the end it seemed worth it. Tilting her head Taj moved back and relaxed, sighing. She had come here for a reason, but now had forgotten what the reason was. Damn it all.*
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 7:46 pm
As Triv continued he adopted an almost sleep-walking way of being, baredly conscious of his movements, thinking of the past and other things he could no longer have in his life.
It was really almost sad how pathetic he could be sometimes. Usualy he was strong, if silent, and good to most, protective to those he cared about. Now, though, he was just kind of... there. He was feeling more himself lately, but still, he lacked a certain grain of himself.
Ah, well.
The large male basicaly awoke again, smelling something unfamiliar. A sight in the near distance, something he had never actualy met, but heard things of. Generaly good things as well.
A dog, as far as he could tell. His interest peaked he called out a friendly, "Hello!" and continued closer to the stranger.
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