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Post by Kinta on May 27, 2007 12:00:14 GMT -5
Tail flung left to right as she padded along the waters edge. She could care less about how many people wanted, or how many people she'd heart-broken. She never did settle down in one place, but now she intended to. Sighing, she looking around. No brutes to tease, no females to make jealous. What I would do for a dog... She sated, and rolled off on her back over a small patch of grass. Smiling, she looked to th sky. Sh had a feeling today was going to be good...For her anyways.
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Post by Storm on May 27, 2007 12:40:32 GMT -5
Storm was walking into the heart of his terriorty. He sniff the flowers and enjoyed they sweet scents. The rivers and stream were flowling beauitfully and calmy. Birds and rabbits were getting raedy to breed themselves. His red coat began to shine as he blended into the sun. Storm countine to walk until he smelt another dog in his terriorty, he sniffed again and followed it. His golden banner wagged as he stepped over the legs and stones. Storm kept his distance from the fea and waited for the right movement before going to towards her.
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Post by Kinta on May 27, 2007 12:45:17 GMT -5
She looked up gently, and spotted the alpha. She very well knew who this was, but no since in aproching him. She never went up to someone. They had to come to her. Giving a flitatious wink to the boy, she turned her head away, waiting to see what the King would go.
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Post by Storm on May 27, 2007 14:10:03 GMT -5
Storm kept watching her. He never met a canine like this before. Slowly he step forward, being careful she wasn't a threat or worst out to trap and lure him away from his homeland. Every paw was lifted with care and slowly placed on the grass covering. He barked with the words "what do you want? I am Storm. What's yours?" Storm stayed and waited for her reply. He studied her careful and saw her beauty and condition. Shaking his head he tired to remain forces
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Post by Kinta on May 27, 2007 15:58:31 GMT -5
Nothing that a stud like you couldn't give me...I'm Kinta. She stated, catching his tone. Rolling her eyes, she let her muscles relax. Storm...You wouldn't harm a fellow Shiba Inu like youself, would you? She asked, giving a puppy like flirty look the the brute. She had an odd trait for her breed. Her tail was prehemsile, and she was able to choose when she wanted to have it like a cats, flowing freely, or like a Shiba Inus, and curled.
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Post by Storm on May 27, 2007 16:07:37 GMT -5
If been what I been through, you would understand. Storm was a little confused at her posture and way. Why did she say that for "Nothing that a stud like you couldn't give me..." What does she I think I am? A sex toy? He got rid of those thoughts and turn his attention back on her. His muscles were slowly relaxing the fact he feels a little conformable around her now Yes to meet Kinta. I don't what you meant with the first words, but I am not going breed with you. He was strict on those things. Afterall he had to think about his brothers and what would happen with them, and what plans Fire had to destory him. Rolling his eyes again he asked a strauight forward question are you wishing to join this pack? Storm then waited.
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Post by Kinta on May 30, 2007 19:50:54 GMT -5
If you'll let me. she said, her tone changing from flirt to a really nice tone. She usually did this. She'd get what she'd want, seeing if the male was truely a leader. You've proven youself a true leader, and not a brute who wants nothing but whelps. I knew the blood of Storm was a good way to follow. She said, a slight kind smile on her face.
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Post by Storm on May 31, 2007 13:29:53 GMT -5
Storm relax his body seeing it was just an acted. He walked up her and nudge her nose with his friendly. He wagged his curley tail and began to show his playful side. It was great to have somone in the pack at last. He hoped many more dogs would join him as well. Well thank you Kinta. You are welcome into the pack. Enjoy you stay here he then left her to see what she wanted to do. Stay or come with him to the heart of his terriorty and land. He padded off didn't think of waiting for her as it was an habit.
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