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Danny
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Date Posted: 00:51:36 12/26/02 Thu
The young girl of 14 enters the forest at a paced walk. She is in no apparent hurry. Spotting a large stump and sits down, thinking. After a while she suddenly lets out a low, long whistle. The sound floats about the forest, obviously supported my majic becasue the sound does not die even after minutes. As the sound fades, soft thumping sounds can be heard in the distance. The girl grins and wait. The thumps get louder and louder and a large dog can be seen, bounding up. When he reaches the girl, he sits down, panting. "Good boy, Dawg." She says, patting him. He is a large mutt, shaggy and gray. His eyes are dark green and one paw is black and looks much like it was dipped in chocolate. Not a very attractive thing, being dirty and ragged. Long tounge dangling out, he closes his eyes in glee as his head gets rubbed. After a while the girl, Danny, begins to realize she's quite tired. Looking around, she spots a large oak. Walking over, she climbs onto the lowest brance, less than 2 feet from the ground. Curling up on the branch, she closes her eyes. "Night, Dawg." She says to teh Mutt, who has curled up below her on the ground.
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