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Post by Willow Short on Feb 21, 2007 22:38:01 GMT -5
"oh, about how i wish my own prince would come sweep me up and take me away! but its just a silly dream of mine. itll never happen, thats why im out on a quest to find my...escape if you want to call it that. im not nearly pritty enough for the prince anyway. for anyone really."she still had that far away look but it seemd sad.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 21, 2007 22:40:49 GMT -5
"Oh, now that's not true!" He exclaimed, "You're a beautiful lady, if I may say so myself. You're ravenous, exquisent(sp?), succulent!" He sniffed her a little. "Of course, that's just if I may say so myself."
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 21, 2007 22:44:22 GMT -5
twin red bloches bloomed across her cheeks."your just saying that because i saved you"
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 21, 2007 22:46:11 GMT -5
"No!" he said, "I swear, I mean it!" He walked in front of her. "Trust me, I'm a wolf, I know these things."
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 21, 2007 22:50:30 GMT -5
she didnt know what to say but"thank you...."
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 21, 2007 22:53:49 GMT -5
He cleared his throat and turned back around. "You kind of remind me of my mother," he said, "She was pretty. Always so sad, yet still beautiful."
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 21, 2007 22:56:15 GMT -5
"how old are you?"she asked.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 21, 2007 22:59:44 GMT -5
He looked a little surprised at the question. "Um...well," he had to think about that one. He hadn't really been keeping track. He was...."23, I believe. What about you?"
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 21, 2007 23:02:26 GMT -5
"sixteen."she said looking around as something howled.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 21, 2007 23:13:51 GMT -5
He looked up at the howl. "Sounds like one of my cousins," he said, "We might want to stop for a while. It's getting a bit dark." I just made it evening, if it wasn't before.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 21, 2007 23:16:18 GMT -5
she nodded and droped her bundle and walked around gathering sticks. makeing a rock circle she set the kindleing in it and went to get more bigger wood. she would glace up. she was afraid of the dark, she always was. a bit pathetic but she was glad she had someone with her. she wouldent be alone in the dark after all.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 21, 2007 23:21:02 GMT -5
"Anything I can help with?" he asked, "I kind of owe you."
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 21, 2007 23:23:50 GMT -5
"can you help build a fire? i dont really know how to make one..."
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 21, 2007 23:33:18 GMT -5
He looked at the pit, a little tenser than he had been before. "Um...sure," he said, "I suppose. I'll get some more firewood first." He ran off before she could say something else. This wolf was afraid of fire. Not the fire itself, but lighting a fire. It always reminded him of a wolf-burning. Not the best memory in his mind. He came back a little while later with enough wood to last them through the night.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 21, 2007 23:35:43 GMT -5
she was shivering and gazeing at a small pitiful excuse for a fire.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 21, 2007 23:37:33 GMT -5
Wolf poked at it, trying to make it grow. It sparked and slowly the flames began to spread across the wood and leaves. He felt a shiver down his spine, and not from the cold. "What kind of hoe did you come from?" he asked.
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 21, 2007 23:38:31 GMT -5
"a farm"she said rubbing her arms and wraping a thin blanket around herself.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 21, 2007 23:42:04 GMT -5
"With sheep?" he asked, "I love sheep! So fluffy and frolicking and tender...Ah, tender!" He looked down at her. "You don't look like you belong on a farm."
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Post by Willow Short on Feb 21, 2007 23:46:06 GMT -5
"i hated tending to them. and i burn easly."se sighed and held her hands tot he fire, not lookign up at him.
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Post by Alec Individual on Feb 21, 2007 23:49:38 GMT -5
"Wolfies burn all too easily," he said, "at least...Nevermind." The fire was making him just a little uncomfortable.
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