~*~The Rebellion - RP~*~ - Page 563

be back soon, my dinner is ready.

I'm Out of the Brooder!!!

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Originally Posted by bluedragonfire 

Sam was silently stalking a deer. He raised his bow, waited a heartbeat, then released his arrow. The deer never knew what hit it. He placed his hand on it's head, thanking it for it's life, then picked it up and slung it over his shoulder and whistled for his dog.

 Chelly faintly picked up a whistle, and looked in Sam's general direction. She figured it was a Rebel calling for a dog, and tore her gaze from the horizon. Rustling the leaves on the trees, already beginning to turn orange, the temperature dropping in the oncoming autumn, came a mild wind. Stirring mist up from the waters, causing the sparrows to take flight, the wind came. Chelly knew not where the wind came from, or where it was going. Wherever it was going, it had decided to go through the camp. She slowly tipped her head back for a moment, taking in the perfectionism of the scene before her. The crisp autumn wind was laced with a soft whistle as it whipped around her, rousing the few leaves that had fallen. And there it was, upon Chelly's face. Her sweet, seductive, and beautiful serene smile.

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Originally Posted by bluedragonfire 

be back soon, my dinner is ready.

 

I'm out of the brooder

 O-o At 10:30 p.m.?

i'm back

heh, it's 9:35 where I am.

Sam heard a faint rustle to his left. He looked over his shoulder as his German Shepard mix Argo came bounding out of the bushes, a pair of rabbits in his mouth. "Come on boy, let's go. The rebels probably won't hurt us if they find us, but I don't want to take any chances. As it was, I shouldn't have whistled for you. Someone probably heard us. Let's get this meat back home." He and Argo started running silently away, heading northeast.

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Originally Posted by bluedragonfire 

Sam heard a faint rustle to his left. He looked over his shoulder as his German Shepard mix Argo came bounding out of the bushes, a pair of rabbits in his mouth. "Come on boy, let's go. The rebels probably won't hurt us if they find us, but I don't want to take any chances. As it was, I shouldn't have whistled for you. Someone probably heard us. Let's get this meat back home." He and Argo started running silently away, heading northeast.

Falling directly in front of Sam from the trees, was Chelly. Her bow in her hands, an arrow already notched in but not drawn, she watched him. Looking him up and down, she claimed she didn't recognize him as a rebel. "Name." Was the only thing she said. Her beauty always played an excellent side role to the amount of power she possessed, making her both malevolent and elegant. Her slender figure stood out against the falling of the sun, streaking the sky several different colors. She waited for his answer.

Here's a pic of what Argo looks like:

Sam gazed calmly at her, unimpressed. He looked down at Argo.

"Sit."

He looked back at Chelly.

"My name is Sam. You and the rest of your camp have nothing to fear from me; I hate the power as much as you do. By the way, congratulations for being the third person outside of my family who has been able to sneak up on me."