Pink
Fresh Meat
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Post by Pink on May 11, 2005 16:00:42 GMT -5
A sleek head appeared from the bushes, brilliant golden brown eyes looking all around. Cautiously, yet with a certain flaunt to her step, the canine crept from the shrubs she was hiding in, thrusting her head into the air and taking in all the new smells. This dog is a Border Collie, around two years old, and her name is Kyna. Kyna had been left, carelessly dumped into the street by her beloved master...and that is how she came here.
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Midnight
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Totally Midnight
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Post by Midnight on May 11, 2005 17:53:14 GMT -5
Midnight was taking a walk as she does everyday. She`s bored as usual. I wonder when somethin exiting`s gonna happen.. she thought.
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Post by Mr. Sunshine Whippet on May 11, 2005 18:12:10 GMT -5
A golden yellow whippet strutted down the street. His eyes glanced from side to side for anything that would catch his interest. He haden't seen SunStripe in a good long while. "When was that?..." he wondered, "Valentine's Day?...". Not the best of nights, and certainly not the worst of nights. It was ... an interesting night to say the least. With it being such a long time since he had last seen her, and the fact that she said she needed time alone, but didn't seem to want to be found...Ray figured that maybe he could go .... meet some new canines while she was gone. He gave a sly look in the direction of a red fox slinking in the shadows to his left and kept going.
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Midnight
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Totally Midnight
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Post by Midnight on May 11, 2005 18:28:33 GMT -5
Midnight kept walking, not even paying any attention where she was going. She always does that. At least, when she`s bored. "Kay. Where to go now?" she asked herself.
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Post by charliebarkin12 on Dec 5, 2005 22:10:16 GMT -5
Paddy trotted down the street, his head held high proudly, banner curled over his back and wagging against his side. His dog tag jingled against his collar merrily, signaling that although he had the skills of a street dog he was owned. His husky ears perked up at the sight of the whippet. His black fur glistened in the sun and the white spot on his chest shone brightly against the black of his fur. His choke collar glistened in the sun. This was used only for walking, so therefor had no tags. He stopped, panting happily, and thingyed his head at the whippet.
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Post by Mr. Sunshine Whippet on Dec 6, 2005 12:52:06 GMT -5
OOC~ You have a strange interest in half year topics don't you?  |
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Post by charliebarkin12 on Dec 6, 2005 17:06:41 GMT -5
OOC: Half year? 0.o
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