^the vixen snarls to herself as she flies above the sand. roughly throwing herself down to land, she sprawls out on the sand lazily^ Might as well get tan. -- The Bloodstained ~Ice Mist's tt~

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Subject: ^the vixen snarls to herself as she flies above the sand. roughly throwing herself down to land, she sprawls out on the sand lazily^ Might as well get tan.

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Ice Mist

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Date Posted: 06:39:00 08/15/02 Thu

^growling to herself, she looks over what portion of her land she could see- Death Desert. she hated the name, so boring, regular, and not threatening enough. it had been one of the first territories here, and she hadn't even owned it in the beginning to name it. soon the tiny tropical bird of hers swooped down and landed on her spine directly between her wings, causing her to start talking her thoughts out loud to it^ Stupid namers... That Cloud Nine or Legacy probably named it. ^rolling over carefully as to not get too much sand in her purely white fur and not crush the bird, she snorts again, thinking for a moment before sitting up, forgetting about the sand and ending up with it all entwined in her fur and sending the bird screaching it's annoyance at being thrown off^ I can rename it. ^having just realized this, she begins to pace, trying to think of a better name for her beloved Desert, the bird trying to alight on her shoulder^

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Subject	Author	Date
+Angelican+	Jahanaci	09:48:11 08/16/02 Fri
^She looks up at the creature without really acknowladging her presence- too consumed in thought* (NT) -- Ice Mist, 06:25:51 08/17/02 Sat