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Date Posted: 18:27:50 12/04/01 Tue
Author: Artic Moon
Subject: ~外Jumps up~外

~Femme walks towards Black Staff, her golden orb glaring into his:: Long legs stop nearly two wolf leaps away:: Orbs trail over and look at the other females of the pack:: Fate had fatal wounds upon her coat:: Wild Eyes held her own scratches:: Orbs follow to herself, where scars were nearly heal'd:: The scratches, the fang marks, the bruises, they all matched up to the male:: Was this what he did? Offer a pack to any femme with a pretty coat, or pretty orbs or in estrus? Then kill them if they turned it down? Orbs glare straight into his:: Would he lick their wounds in apology, then pretend the matter was delt with? Would he love any femme forever? Doubtly. Would he bore of them after mating, finding them useless females and nothing more? Femme takes a step back, lobes facing back:: She seemed unsure whether to growl or wimper or..or....or..:Orbs look down for a long pause: By the time crainium rises, a single, tiny, crystal tear rolls off her smooth cheek:: Crainium barely nods with disgust:: He would...he would bore of her..he did already. She was nothing but a female to him, nothing more. He would do the same to the others, too. He felt nothing of her, nor for her. She was useless. Good for fetching meat. He didn't love her at all. Femme turns and takes off in full speed blindly:: Paws know not of where they carry here, but do know that nothing can ketch up at that speed:: He would chase her, hunt like the moose they had killed sevral days ago. She didn't care, she knew he would kill her. He felt nothing of her. He would show the pack, reveil a black heart and rip her flesh. Tears stream wildly from her moon hued cheeks:: Sides heavy heavly, but she would not stop. It was either die of running or die...surrounded in your own blood, watching your mate rip flesh from your bones. He would do it, she knew, but she didn't care. He felt nothing of her............

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