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Subject: The Girl looks around, then backs into the trunk of a tree, holding her doll close>>>

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Date Posted: 13:44:31 07/22/02 Mon
In reply to: Farmer 's message, "-Yelling can be heard from the farmer who was missing his carrots-" on 13:30:50 07/22/02 Mon

At hearing the farmers voice, she turns toward it, and gets scared. "Don't make me go back! They'll hurt me again!" She says and throws her hands around Oli's neck, for she was closest, and seemed friendly. The girl had a line of tears running down her face, onto Oli's soft fur. She burried her face into the thick coat and cried.

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Author: Silvertail [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 13:48:50 07/22/02 Mon Silver female pads forth, hearing all the chaos. She sees Kosses but says nothing, simply stares at the human cub. A soft growl is g'ven as she moves towards the girl stiffly but she tries her best to relax. Cold gaze is held 'pon the young female. She slowly lays her muzzle 'pon her arm & gazes up at her