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Post by Wolf_Warrior on Nov 4, 2005 21:19:36 GMT -5
Happy to be alive, Dakshata rested his tired limbs at the musical, rushing riverside. He thought only of that dreadful human, with his gun that most wolfs were afraid of. He tried to close his eyes, but, he couldn't sleep. Something bothered him..... something strange. He opened his eyes, and gasped. It was his mother, standing before him, ears pricked up; haunches raised. She looked down, at her son, staring. Then, she left him; the cold presence he was feeling, gone. She ran to the river, and disappeared in the mist that seemed to cloud around her. A tear fell from the mighty wolves eye. How did that happen? She died by a human!! How? he thought. Dakshata got up, raised his haunches, and started toward the river, and rushed down the side of the river. His mom was definitely trying to tell him something. The mighty wolf appeared again, dashing toward a wolf scent induced area, this time disappearing in front of an opening. Dakshata stood, looking at the amazing sight........ of a pack, chasing a bull moose down the path the dirt made. His mom had answered his prayers; of hoping for a chance to be in a pack. His mom, The Great Ghost of the Riverside.
ooc: I hope you all like this story! I will keep making adventures of Dakshata and his life! ;D
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Post by Gina on Nov 20, 2005 14:29:10 GMT -5
Umm...Roleplaying site...Not Blog or Xanga...Others join....Sorry, just pointing that out..You probably already know that now, but I've never seen this one before.
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Post by Taz on Dec 22, 2005 20:24:47 GMT -5
ooc: HI! Feel like joining!
ic: Alok had been near by as this strange sight went on. He wished that someday he would use his powers as a ghost and disappear along the river bank, helping other kerls with hunts, break-throughs, and tear downs. But if Any Varg dare use his ablities for their own sake he would kill them almost instantly. None of his followers could join of the pack.
ooc: This is strange..... oh well....
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Post by Taz on Dec 28, 2005 17:51:05 GMT -5
ooc: now that I think it over it makes a little bit of sense.....
ic: Alok crept over close to the varg but at a safe distance. He laid down in some tall grasses trying to hide himself.
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Post by Wolf_Warrior on Jan 1, 2006 23:10:28 GMT -5
Dakshata sighed and looked around. He clumsily stepped behind a bush to think about what had happened. When he was about to close his eyelids, he heard a soft, rustling sound coming from the tall grass ahead. "Who is there?" said Dakshata in a stern vioce.
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Post by Taz on Jan 15, 2006 11:52:32 GMT -5
What a dork Alok mumbled and wandered out of the scene, invisible. What he didn't know was that his son was riding along, giving off his position.
ooc: Caradoc can be a pain sometimes.
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