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 Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 11:22 pm
Zira stalked through the long grasses of her old territory with a restored sence of pure malis. Her red and yellow eyes scanned the area rather doubtful she would run into Rahu here but perhaps Alora might be around or atleast give her some sense of where one or the other might be.
She had her head low and her ears pinned back in no mood for any confrontation other than that which she was searching for.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 12:12 am
Princess, having given over the task of guarding her baskets for a time, strode through the long grasses, head high as the wind riffled through her curly dark mane. She was far from her usual haunts, after a nice long gallop that had stretched her muscles pleasantly. Her ears were constantly moving, alert to anything that might be about in this unfamiliar area. Really, she felt up to anything.
Which, of course, would tempt fate to throw a wrench in the gears of her day.
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Posted: Mon Mar 12, 2007 4:19 am
Zira grumbled hearing sounds of movement near by. She stalked towards it in hope it was one of the two she sought out. She had almost forgotten their scents with how long she had been gone so she had to use her eyes. She came out of the taller grasses and to her dismay she had revealed herself to an unknown mare.
She growled wondering rather she should be territorial or not after all she had abandoned the place, so it wasnt really her's anymore.
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 9:30 pm
Amber eyes flicked to the stranger, as Princess took her measure. The coloring reminded her rather of a mountain lion, though the eyes held an odd light in them. "...Who might you be?"
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