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Post by Phantom on Jun 16, 2009 1:43:47 GMT -5
"Cold." He replied shortly, drawing his ears back. Lonely... what a proposterous idea. He snorted in impatience, kneading the ground harshly. He could feel the chill seeping into his skin, and he couldn't stand it. It was muc too cold...
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Post by star on Jun 16, 2009 2:00:05 GMT -5
She narrowed her eyes at him, thinking. he was pretty scrawny....no. She didn't feel like getting up. it was already nice and warm where she was laying. she huffed and lay her head on the ground. not. moving. he could come to her.
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Post by Phantom on Jun 16, 2009 2:05:06 GMT -5
Frosty let out a growl and stood, moving over to her and curling his skeletal, bony body around her smaller form. He flicked his thick tail over her small body and rested his forepaws over her. His cold would immedietely spread through her, but at least he'd get her warmth...
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Post by star on Jun 16, 2009 2:50:06 GMT -5
She watched him as he curled around her. kinda creepy. she shivered quite a bit, but only adjusted herself. he was so cold. eh. she'd used to it soon. she glanced up at him."comfy...?"she growled. didn't sound to aggressive, though.
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Post by Phantom on Jun 16, 2009 2:54:49 GMT -5
He grinned, laying his maw over her throat, wicked. "Yes, actually. You're very warm." She was serving her purpose. Very well, actually.
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Post by star on Jun 16, 2009 3:00:43 GMT -5
She twitched at his gesture. "...I know." she pulled her ears back and tried to pull her throat away from his mouth. she didn't like it when anyone was near her throat...
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Post by Phantom on Jun 16, 2009 3:06:12 GMT -5
He loved it when he could show others how easily he could kill them. And having his maw on her throat... he enjoyed the thrill of being so close to her jugular. But he retreated his sharp fangs away when she moved, simply resting his head on the ground. "You've had others tell you?"
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Post by star on Jun 16, 2009 3:11:23 GMT -5
She watched him pull away. good...no biting. "yes. my children like to sleep on me. they think I make a very comfortable bed." she growled at the thought of them. they annoyed her so much. why must they follow her everywhere?
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Post by Phantom on Jun 16, 2009 3:23:57 GMT -5
He quirked a rather amused brow. "Children...? I take it you didn't want them?" From the sounds of things (and by the looks of her attitude), she didn't look like the type to be in what most would call a happy relationship. And with her obvious irritation at the mention of her own children...
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Post by star on Jun 16, 2009 3:34:29 GMT -5
She flicked one of her small ears. "well I did, but they're all old enough to get a life." she growled again."they're all at least three years old and they still follow me everywhere." she'd better stop thinking about them. might have to tear something up...and she didn't feel like hunting.
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Post by Phantom on Jun 20, 2009 0:55:40 GMT -5
"Want me to help you get rid of them?" He offered abruptly, almost helpful, but in a tone that promised there would be bloodshed if she accepted. His jaws parted to further show off his sharp, gleaming fangs, and his eyes flashed with bloody intent. Something out of a human horror movie.
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Post by star on Aug 26, 2009 4:56:23 GMT -5
Ripley shrugged. "I really don't care what you do with them." She eyed his fangs. Pointy. Good for chewing on things. The small wolfess adjusted herself and curled her tail over her feet. such a bloodthirsty skeleton...
( 'bout time I posted. >:0 )
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Post by Phantom on Aug 30, 2009 15:27:55 GMT -5
She hadn't even seen him eat yet. Frostfang stood, shaking out his loose, ragged, falling-out fur. "So is that a yes, then?" He persued, tail almost seeming to wag behind him.
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Post by star on Aug 30, 2009 15:55:20 GMT -5
She watched him stand before following. Why was everyone so much taller than her? Not fair. She looked up and nodded at him. of course it was. all they ever did was give her horrible headaches and complain.
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Post by Phantom on Aug 31, 2009 20:17:30 GMT -5
He paused before starting to move off, glancing back at her, a wicked glint in his eye. "Of course... you'll have to show me where." He reminded, tail swishing in amusement. At what, of course, was a very good question.
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