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Posted by Fazzle on October 23, 2009, 5:15 am, in reply to "†Different Tastes†"
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After a long day's hunt... Fazzle returned full and left overs in hand. she couldnt rightly have brought the entire carcass but enough maybe for a snack later... a hind leg, dangling from her blood muddied mouth, limping slightly from a sprain, bruised, slightly cut and sore but a look of achievement and authority to her stance.
She dropped the carcass and scented the air for Crep, finally finding him near/in the den as the crickets started to chirp. Picking up her snack she left it at the door and collapsed near him, tired. "Sleep well?" she asked, turning over onto her back to stretch. Deer blood staining some of her white fur and darking the browns.
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