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Post by Tate on Jul 31, 2014 17:11:34 GMT -6
Walking out of his den Tate squint his eyes at the morning sun . Birds chirping all around , critters scurrying from place to place . All seemed at peace today . His yellow eyes looked to and fro looking for any company around . No sign of anyone brought him to a heavy sigh . A confused expression spread across his face , he cocked his head to the right side as he spotted some movement up ahead . " Who Goes There ? " he barked with a tad bit of hostility . Tate wasn't always in favor of ' Unexpected Guests ' . Raising an eyebrow after getting no response he crouched low and made his way forward . His eyes locked among the ferns up ahead . He dug his massive claws into the dirt as a couple of snapping twigs behind him caught his attention . Turning around he uneasily spoke " Show yourself ! This isn't your territory to roam freely on ! " Tate narrowed his eyes waiting for a response . (( ON MY CELLPHONE sorry for the short and choppy thread )) |
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Post by Rhyme on Jul 31, 2014 18:06:58 GMT -6
Freely walking within the forested areas, concealing myself silently. A white coat wasn't always the best way to be sneaky, but I worked it perfectly fin in my opinion. I was rather good at stalking and hiding, that being the most part of my life. Well, other than deceiving others. I gave a yawn and whirled around a tree. The faint scent of another creature such as myself stirred around me. My interest bubbled and I followed in the direction the stronger of the scent pulled me.
I grinned as something appeared before me. A large male wolf, larger than my small self at least. I gave an elegant little grin and dug short pin like claws into the earth. Of course the wolf easily caught my scent, so I moved around. I didn't want to be found that quickly. As soon as my jig was up, stepped out calmly. I stared at him with soft eyes, I had pulled a card from my deck. The Joker's Kindness. I smiled sweetly and edged myself forwards. "Hello," I murmured, relishing the dog's harsh tone. "Tell me, who says it isn't my land to roam? I do not see your name written in the earth. Why may I not claim this as my home? Yet, I wouldn't want to strike as rude. Sorry for being in such an awful mood. I could call myself rather crude. Maybe naive would be better, but it seems to me that I only followed the trend-setters. My name is Rhyme and I'm afraid it is time for me to ask of a name."
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