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 Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 8:59 pm
 Sloth wandered the clearing, slowly with an uneeded sigh. Her collar slid down her neck, jingling some. The fallen deer was waiting for gluttony, slowly she felt she might have been falling for him, however for soemthing that didn't live it almost felt impossible. However Gluttony always seemed to be around for her, and they've made good companions.
She moved to a shady area and laid down looking around with her glowing eyes, glad that the crazy stag who heard wolves wasn't around, she could only take him in small doses.
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Posted: Tue Mar 06, 2007 9:30 pm
Gluttony watched Sloth from his vantage point on the hill above the vally. He went there to think all the time. Shaking the thoughts of what his life was once like, Gluttony stood. He saw a rabbit staring at him from the bushes, but paid it no spare glance as he dashed down the slope to meet Sloth. He dipped his great head in greeting.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 8:29 pm
Sloth rose as she saw Gluttony come barreling down the hill side. When he bowed his head she smiled and nuzzled him lightly. "Hey there, how're you doing?" she asked her ears flitting forward.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 8:46 pm
"I am fine. A dumb rabbit I tryed eating once keeps following me, but other than that I'm as fine as I'll ever be. You?" He was always worried about Sloth for some reason. He would probley forever be worried about Sloth.
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2007 9:18 pm
"You didn't eat him?" She said trying not to sound surprised. She was kind of proud he didn't eat the rabbit. "Well I've been alrgiht. I'm trying to stay clear of the crazies of our kind. I can't take them for too long." Sloth said before laying back down on the ground.
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Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 7:10 pm
"Like Greed and Lust?" Gluttony laughed. He was starting to get sick of this bleak exhistance he was "living". He wanted to feel the sun, to smell the air, to taste the grass. He wanted to be a deer again. He hungered for it.
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