blaqwynter
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Western Alpha
My bite is FAR worse than my bark!
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Post by blaqwynter on Jul 11, 2008 23:17:36 GMT -5
The night was daunting, onto the lands, and it had been a long day for Blaqwynter. She stopped from padding for so long, and decided to call this place home. Sniffing the air with careful intent, she was making sure that no one had claimed this area yet.
It all seemed to be too quiet, for her liking, so she decided to rev up her cranium and shout to the skies with her beckoning of her chords, stipulating that these where her lands, and that no one shall take this priviledge from her.
The Alphess was tired but not weak in formation. The onyx cloud finished her calling to allow other to join if they apeassed her. Blaqwynter trotted closer toward the mountain, feeling the cold snow in between her mittens, as she seemed to float forever.
Blaqwynter stopped again, and sniffed the ground, marking her domination for the territory, and had repeatedly done this several times. She soon found a resting place near a massive boulder, and walked around it three times making sure where she was looking to sleep. She suddenly fell upon her belly, gettng cozy with herself. It looked as though she was not going anywhere, not for a long time. This was her land now, and she prayed that God may have mercy on the poor fool who tried to snatch ot from her.
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