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Posted by Surreal on June 30, 2007, 7:34 pm, in reply to "+White.Wolf+" When the male beast was to catch first eyes on her, she no longer held her head high. Atleast not until she noticed him, then the alphess would raise her cranium and flag to the sky. Her tone was always as it was, sour, but embedded within it was relief. «I needed to get home.»
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It was known that to approach this female wolven dog creation was to put ones self in danger. For this beast had created a reputation that she upheld of being dangerous. Although this creature had an aggressive nature. It came naturally. Her sire, of fighting lined dogs, a presa-canario. He was the champion in the Canary Islands in the fighting rings. But when it came to her mother, Surreal happened to be 100% opposite of the b###h that whelped her. Sweet and subtle disposition. One thing ran thick between Silence and Surreal, was the whelping b###hs leading and reigning attribute, failing was never an option.
The long haired brindle creature was not in bad shape, she was ungroomed with mats of mud and dirt that clung to her pelt and exhausted looking. It never would be noticed unless by an excellent observer that under the mats were wounds and that the mud had a blood/water mixure holding it together. The b###h also had a few on her face, but the mud covered it rather well.
Her voice then turned snarl-esque.
«Who thinks they have assumed my position?»
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