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Post by .::Tyrant::. on Aug 8, 2005 9:28:02 GMT -5
ooc: Ok. So he has seven peices of easy prey, while Suia has ten larger peices? Right.
bic: Tyrant smiled as Suia arrived, and nodded vigerously in answer to her question. He was about to voice his congratulations, when Feraimo appeared. When both dogs had brought all their prey back and piled it up, Tyrant scrutinised each pile. He turned to Suia first, beaming.
"Well done, Suia. You are obviously a very talented hunter." He praised her, mahogany eyes glowing warmly. He then turned to Feraimo and nodded his head. "You're pile is large as well, although I think your talents lie elsewhere. Perhaps in speed?" He said warmly, thinking of how quickly the male had tracked him, and how he had caught up to him easily when they were returning to the clearing.
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Post by siua on Aug 8, 2005 9:33:32 GMT -5
Siua smiled. Yes! He was impressed. That made her feel happy, warm. If only he would love her, she would be happy. A small smile appeared on her muzzle, as she lay down.
Thankyou. Where should I put the meat?
This was asked in a happy tone. Now they would go to the city..
Feraimo sighed slightly, yet when hearing the alpha ask if he was fast, he nodded quickly. His race was of the hound dogs, a fast race of dogs.
Yes, I am fast, I guess
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Post by .::Tyrant::. on Aug 8, 2005 9:46:37 GMT -5
Tyrant nodded at Feraimo, smiling broadly. Fast... scout material. He made a quick mental note before turning to Suia and gesturing back the way they had come earlier.
"We'll take it all to the pantry," he said desicivley. "And we'll eat after the gang meetng. Follow me."
The ridgeback bent down and grasped all seven of Feraimo's mice, holding them each by thier long, skinless tailsMice are small and light, but Tyrant fund it difficult to hold them all at once, so his gait was slow as he loped back t'ward sthe pantry.
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Post by .::Tyrant::. on Aug 8, 2005 9:47:15 GMT -5
Tyrant nodded at Feraimo, smiling broadly. Fast... scout material. He made a quick mental note before turning to Suia and gesturing back the way they had come earlier.
"We'll take it all to the pantry," he said desicivley. "And we'll eat after the gang meetng. Follow me."
The ridgeback bent down and grasped all seven of Feraimo's mice, holding them each by thier long, skinless tailsMice are small and light, but Tyrant fund it difficult to hold them all at once, so his gait was slow as he loped back t'ward sthe pantry.
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Post by siua on Aug 8, 2005 9:50:04 GMT -5
[Okay.. Can you start a post there?]
Both the dogs, Feraimo helping Siua, followed Tyrant towards the pantry. There was alot of food. Oh, they would have a good feast tonight.
Okay.
The Labrador said, a grin appearing.
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Post by .::Tyrant::. on Aug 8, 2005 9:53:37 GMT -5
ooc: No. We don't really need to roleplay there. We could, but let's go straight to the city. I will post very quickly there.
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Post by siua on Aug 8, 2005 9:54:42 GMT -5
[Oki, Then I will reply ^^]
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