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Posted by Hisoka & Dilandau on 6/1/2005, 12:55 pm, in reply to "--May He Be Praised--" Ah, Token. How is it that you do? +He hid his irritableness greatly and his pink muscle lolled around in his mouth gathering whatever saliva remained within his cavern. A dead carcus of a tiny bird lay beside the sleeping Dilandau. Hisoka quickly lunged at carcus of the doe which Token had presented him with. He dug in without any edicate and he fed like there was no tormmorrow.+ Thank-You. +He rose his maw, now covered with blood, which he licked off rather hungerly.+ It's amazing how having a whelp...changes one. +Hisoka was still the rather cold wolf he always was and would, sadly, keep that trait for the rest of his life. For traveling to the Earth pack was on his mind.+ I heard the news about the pack of the Earth. I heard word from the passing ravens. +He growled and rose to his paws and nodded one large nod towards Token.+ These lands have become so desolate. Rebel is not seen anymore, and Bandit has left for good I think. DarkAvenger, my adoptive father, I have not seen since I was a meer whelp. What has this world we know come to?
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+Trills scented the air at the sound of rushing prey. The scent of one familar feline was intertwined within the breeze. Token if he wasn't mistaken. Dilandau was at his side, sleeping mearly whimpering in his sleep. Hisoka looked at the poor whelp and licked his cranium swiftly and gentally, for he wished more for the young one. As Hisoka aged he realized how his life seemed like nothing more then a joke. Emerald optics turned to meet the opals of the large cats and he smiled with breif hesitation, such a long time since this serious wolf had uttered or cracked a smile.+
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