
Posted by Kassala on 2/23/2005, 9:39 pm Lifting her muzzle, she lifts her voice to the winds, her optics half closed as she stalks onward, her pistons moving in perfect cadence, her plume swinging too and fro.
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Femme of tri-colored hue stalks effortlessly along the paths of the pack lands, her blue gaze constantly roving the terrain around her. Auds flick back and forth as her nostrils dialate, scenting the breeze blowing the snow around her in a whirlwind. Her trail is whipped out as the flurries settle behind her, making it seem as if none have passed this way.
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