Mongoose, AKA August (it's not an animal name. Oops.
), licks his lips when he sees Sandpiper's meal. Then he realized he was gnawing on his paw, he was so hungry.
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Osprey hummed to herself as she happily trotted about the forest, a slight skip in her gait, searching for more medicinal plants.
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Crow walked around camp still cautious of everyone, Gerbil walked around oblivious to any danger.
Hawk yawned and stretched.
Hawk yawned and stretched.
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Hi, birdnut. Am I not being replied to because I haven't told you all I PM'd 44 already?
You're join'in?
Crow still stood tail half out ears laid back sniffing constantly, his eyes just couldn't tell him what his nose was sniffing.
Crow had been with the catchers since the beginning, since had been a pup. No parents to lose no siblings to play with, he was a pet, the two leggeds had carried him two and fro. They had played with him until the day they brought in the cat. He regretted that day, replayed it in his head over and over. It was sunny out, he was in the yard running like a nut because he could, then they came home. He stopped and watched, they walked into the house when the familiar smell wafted by, KITTY smell. He ran to the door and started pounding, although kitty was not on his growing menu it was on his things to play with list...
The shorter two legged came out to see him, she petted him, he endured the petting, then she let him in. He smelled everything, his tail straight up and his nose to the air, then he spotted it through the fence they had set up to keep him out. It sat there fat and hissing, it had seen him alright and was less then happy with the safety precautions the two leggeds had set.
"Dog, great"
"Kitty!!! Come kitty!!"
"Are you insane-- Oh, wait, I'm talking to a dog..."
"I'm a wolf"
It smirked, "I'm a pedigreed Persian"
"What's that?"
It rolled it's eyes.
Days past and the two leggeds decided that cat and wolf could semi exist together, that's when they left us, they left us alone. They had gone to the store, when the thunder had started, the cat sat wound up like a yarn ball and I stood alert and ready. Hours past and I got bored so I walked into the little kitchen where food was served. It was there, it's pug face staring at me from my own food bowl, it licked it's lips and smiled. I was a pup back then and the only two things that mattered to me were my food bowl and attention. I couldn't just let this slide, like a bolt I was after him, tearing through what ever got in my way. Then boom, the front door opened, I instinctively crouched and bared my teeth. I don't know why I did, heat of the moment I guess. They reacted by chucking their bags of canned food at me, their pet.
The next day they called the catchers and came and picked me up, the cat smirked as we drove away. I was put in a pen, across from me was a bear, he was also in pen. But from the looks he gave me, I'm glad he was. There was another pen across from me, in it was a pup, a little black pup. There was a two legged in there to, it seemed to be playing with the pup. I whined and barked a bit, managed to get the bears attention.... Not helpful.. The two legged just continued to look on, still playing with the pup. Days past, another 'wolf' was added to my pen, he was old and almost blind. He talked with me about the wild, gave me hope to get free, I still owe him for that. Gerbil, the black pup, was now moved into a small pen close to ours. I'm still not if that was a good thing... She talked and talked, and whined, called me uncle, called Old gray Grampa. It lasted forever, at least until the puma came...
Whoa, on a roll this morn'in! I erase it and put in on the clan chat.
Hi, birdnut. Am I not being replied to because I haven't told you all I PM'd 44 already?
You're join'in?
Crow still stood tail half out ears laid back sniffing constantly, his eyes just couldn't tell him what his nose was sniffing.
Crow had been with the catchers since the beginning, since had been a pup. No parents to lose no siblings to play with, he was a pet, the two leggeds had carried him two and fro. They had played with him until the day they brought in the cat. He regretted that day, replayed it in his head over and over. It was sunny out, he was in the yard running like a nut because he could, then they came home. He stopped and watched, they walked into the house when the familiar smell wafted by, KITTY smell. He ran to the door and started pounding, although kitty was not on his growing menu it was on his things to play with list...
The shorter two legged came out to see him, she petted him, he endured the petting, then she let him in. He smelled everything, his tail straight up and his nose to the air, then he spotted it through the fence they had set up to keep him out. It sat there fat and hissing, it had seen him alright and was less then happy with the safety precautions the two leggeds had set.
"Dog, great"
"Kitty!!! Come kitty!!"
"Are you insane-- Oh, wait, I'm talking to a dog..."
"I'm a wolf"
It smirked, "I'm a pedigreed Persian"
"What's that?"
It rolled it's eyes.
Days past and the two leggeds decided that cat and wolf could semi exist together, that's when they left us, they left us alone. They had gone to the store, when the thunder had started, the cat sat wound up like a yarn ball and I stood alert and ready. Hours past and I got bored so I walked into the little kitchen where food was served. It was there, it's pug face staring at me from my own food bowl, it licked it's lips and smiled. I was a pup back then and the only two things that mattered to me were my food bowl and attention. I couldn't just let this slide, like a bolt I was after him, tearing through what ever got in my way. Then boom, the front door opened, I instinctively crouched and bared my teeth. I don't know why I did, heat of the moment I guess. They reacted by chucking their bags of canned food at me, their pet.
The next day they called the catchers and came and picked me up, the cat smirked as we drove away. I was put in a pen, across from me was a bear, he was also in pen. But from the looks he gave me, I'm glad he was. There was another pen across from me, in it was a pup, a little black pup. There was a two legged in there to, it seemed to be playing with the pup. I whined and barked a bit, managed to get the bears attention.... Not helpful.. The two legged just continued to look on, still playing with the pup. Days past, another 'wolf' was added to my pen, he was old and almost blind. He talked with me about the wild, gave me hope to get free, I still owe him for that. Gerbil, the black pup, was now moved into a small pen close to ours. I'm still not if that was a good thing... She talked and talked, and whined, called me uncle, called Old gray Grampa. It lasted forever, at least until the puma came...
Whoa, on a roll this morn'in! I erase it and put in on the clan chat.
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Thank you Birdy!
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Sandpiper, done with her meal and her hunger satisfied, feels eyes on her. Turning her head sharply to the left, she automatically growls at the strange wolf she sees. She lowers the hair on her back only slightly when she finds that it is the new wolf she spied last night when she awoke from her sleep.
Sandpiper, done with her meal and her hunger satisfied, feels eyes on her. Turning her head sharply to the left, she automatically growls at the strange wolf she sees. She lowers the hair on her back only slightly when she finds that it is the new wolf she spied last night when she awoke from her sleep.
Osprey came back, her face not as happy as it was when she'd left. She shuffled into her den and crept back out, watching the forest.
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Gerb chased a mouse, ending with smashing her head into the base of a tree. "AWWWoooo"
Hawk sniffed around.
Hawk sniffed around.
Sandpiper watches Osprey out of the corner of her eye. Something is wrong. Though terribly afraid of doing so, she slowly jumps off of the rock and crawls over to the herb wolf. "Osprey," she says, summoning up her courage. "W-What's wrong?"
"Well," Says Osprey, followed by a nervous laugh, "We're not alone."
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