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Post by {S}itka on Jun 25, 2008 19:19:50 GMT -5
"He'll see me as weak..." he pointed out and then something burst into his head. "What do you look like?" he asked suddenly. He realized he had just taken a mate without knowing what she looked like, not that is mattered. He paused a moment and sighed. "What do I look like?" he asked. He had never really known. All he knew was that he was red with blue eyes.
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jun 25, 2008 19:23:49 GMT -5
"No he wont hes not like that he judges people by their heart" she said. His questions kept catching her off guard "well I'm grey with black undertones with blue eyes" she said softly. She looked at him "well you blackish red wolf with white tips and white paws if that helps and blue eyes" she said softly.
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Post by {S}itka on Jun 25, 2008 19:28:22 GMT -5
"You're beautiful." he murmured and then grew hot. How embarrassing! Blackish? This was something new. He had always thought of himself as red. He had white paws? He scuffled them together curiously. White tips? This was also something new. His mother had never described him as that. "Thank you." he barked, trying to picture himself. If he was able to see any one thing in the world, it would be her...
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jun 25, 2008 19:34:41 GMT -5
"Thank you" she said with gratitude. She watched him move his feet adoubly he had no idea what he looked like so that made her even more interested. "Your welcome" she said softly. She tilted her head examining him he peeked her interest.
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Post by {S}itka on Jun 25, 2008 19:39:24 GMT -5
He rested his head on his paws drowsily. He was still interested in how he looked. He imagined a red hinted with black pelt and white paws. He imagined marking on his belly, tail, and cheeks. Little did he know, he hit the nail right on the head. That was exactly what he looked like. He stared blindly around. "Can you describe the brooke?" he asked, hoping he wasn't getting on her nerves.
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jun 25, 2008 19:48:42 GMT -5
"I can try" she said looking out over the brooke and its tiny details. She stood and sniffed the area closing her eyes imagining what she was seeing and trying to put it in words. "Water flows through rocks its as clear as the morning sky" she said. With that she went on " flower of many varieties are in bloom but it doesnt smell like them its smells of pine trees" she said opening her eyes "so did that help" she asked.
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Post by {S}itka on Jun 25, 2008 19:53:03 GMT -5
He smiled and nodded. They were in a beautiful place. He stood up and scented the air. Pine flared his nostrils. He stood rigid and turned to her. "Shall we head to Zador?" he asked, up and ready to go. He leaned toward her and licked her ear. If it was possible for a wolf to get goosebumps, he would of been a furball.
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