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Date Posted: 10:11:12 08/03/06 Thu
Author: Prevaricate
Subject: *You can see the custom doesn't quite hide the wolfish eyes*
In reply to: Maka 's message, "Forget_Me_Not" on 14:43:29 08/02/06 Wed

*His ears flicked back in annoyance as some drone insect crash landed on his crayon colored ears. With this minor annoyance cured, the male beheld the gaze of his beautiful queen. He was rather proud of himself for alluring such a beautiful female. He�d done it once- could he do it again? But this time- could he do it without falling in love? Anyone can be a wolf in sheep�s clothing, ironically. With his assignment given and no questions posed, the male pulled the fleece over his eyes and hoped to pull it over everyone else�s. The male�s next words were like a baying sheep. �Goodbye, my enemy.� A sneer caught the corners of his words revealing canines that any sheep would fear. Once upon a time there was a wolf that had a hard time catching and devouring sheep due to the sheepherder�s overly alert dogs. But one day, as the wolf was feeling down on himself, he found a sheep�s skin that had been flayed and thrown aside. Pulling the wool over his own thick coat, the wolf wondering undetected down among the sheep. Some poor innocent sheep, recognizing the wool of her mother, followed the wolf to a remote location where the wolf made a swift meal of her. From that time on the wolf survived with hearty meals. Looks can be deceiving. Little Prevaricate really was a wolf in sheep�s clothing. He looked and appeared as innocent and harmless as a lamb but had wicked deeds in store. The last words poured from his lips before he tightened muscles and propelled back and soared southward. �Kosses will see that I�m not a coward, I�m a fighter disguised as a lover. But not until it�s too late.�*

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