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Post by Rhyme on Jul 28, 2014 0:57:38 GMT -6
and the walls kept tumbling down in the city that we love great clouds roll over the hills bringing drakness from above I yawned lightly as I stepped away from the crumbling rock abyss of what used to be a comfortable place to sleep. I glanced as the rocks tumbled down into a sinkhole of wet earth. The rain lightened up, only barely making a noise as it softly hit the ground. I sighed grumpily. There goes another place for me to inhabit right down the drain.
I groaned as I started to walk away. I had had a beautiful selection of a few days worth of meat buried beneath only a thin layer of earth. I just took a quick breath and plopped down, an unappealing squishing noise following.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 28, 2014 2:56:28 GMT -6
PARDON ME,***Please keep it appropriate.*** -Sunblaze Searon moved deftly and quietly through the night, he was having difficulty adjusting to his new quarters in the Amaryllis pack valley, thus resulting in a seemingly undying restlessness that refused to weaken its grasp on his once routine schedule of sleep, wake up, eat, sleep once more. This cycle was sadly now only a memory, a memory from the days of isolation and self reliance, the days of both loneliness, but also a sense of peace that comes only with isolation. Pulling himself back into the present, Searon continued his restless pacing, then stopped. His oh so keen hearing had detected a sound, a squishing noise. Finding the instinct to investigate Searon padded in the direction of the noise.
MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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