*WolfMontana pads softly into the forest and scents the night air. Her ears flick back and forth tracking the myriad sounds of the forest. She trots deeper in, following the rapid beat of a little rabbit's heart.*
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(I lay sprawled in the floor trying to get my breath.)
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roadwolf walks back in from trhe bathroom and sees the mess
"well this place never gets dull,some thing is always happening"
roadie then grabs another cup of coffee , sits down and starts to work on a new song to sing that night
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*WolfMontana runs and runs, enjoying the feel of her fur undulating in the wind, the scent of life all around, the moon shining through the spruce boughs lighting the way in dappled pools. Each breath comes strong and crisp through her open jaws, the nights chill keeping her cool has her paws land hard against the forest floor and propel her forward.*
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*her pace slows and she falls into a steady slow trot, her sides heaving, a soothing heat spreading over her skin. She breaks through the wall of the forest to the soft bank of the lake and slakes her thirst with a few laps of the cool water. A distant motion suddenly captures her eye and her head rises suddenly, her yellow eyes focusing on an old buck along the lakeside to her right.
Ancient instincts rise within her. The run has made her hungry. She plans to make a meal of this old one. She slowly lopes into the shadow of the forest rimming the lake and moves without sound towards the buck who is lying quietly, staring reflectively over the water.*
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*as she nears she begins to wonder about the old buck. Something in his gaze, the set of his brow has stirred her human curiosity. Her paw falls awkwardly on a small tree limb and it shatters, the sound like a gunshot over the water. She freezes, but the old buck makes no move.
Oh surely he heard that.
She realizes she can't just jump out at the buck. Her hunger fades as the curiosity builds, and she slowly steps out onto the grasses, poking her head from behind a bush.
He turns, with no hurry, to look at her.
She grins at him, a little guiltily, realizing she's showing ALOT of teeth. Hi.
He snorts and looks back over the water. A cloud of white from his breath drifts off like some earthbound spirit.
Hello.
She blinked and tilted her head incredulously. She'd understood that. Weird!
She moved from the cover of the bush and walked softly closer. He was really quite big. She sat on her haunches a safe distance away.*
You're no ordinary deer.
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*pouts and walks in and drinks some hot chocolate..*
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*looks at Black* She disapper as always and i am just kinda sad today
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What the matter hun? *tilts head*
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*start to rub blacks shoulder* Tell me your story dear!...
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That's sweet of you to care but...I have bigger problems for the moment...
*Points to herself*
I'm a giant spoon!!! Why don't you tell me what troubles you while I try to figure out how to turn back...I'm a great listener!
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Hehehe I am just a wolf that will always keep his true heart to himself.. no offence my dear..
let me get you something for that spoon problem*grabs glasses and a book from shelf and un-spoon black into her own self*
There you go *raises glasses and looks at her and start to smile*
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No offence taken. Besides, I show my feelings but I never tell what are the causes.
*She can see that she's herself again, she hugs Sparrow*
Thank you my good sir!!
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Your welcome my dear.. *shadow feind comes up behind Black but suddenly gets blasted away by a fireball..*
Sorry some shadows wanted to kill you so i just had to ereas him from this world..
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*Floating lazily down river, Spacewolf happens apon Montana and the Buck, sighting them he swims to the shore and shakes off. Stares at the Buck wondering why he looks familiar, then it hits him.*
"Hey Prongs, Long Time no see, Whats up?"
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*smile* I am just doing what i came here to do protecting you
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*the old buck stares at Spacewolf with a look you might reserve for the truly insane and turns back to WolfMontana*
Prongs?
*she shrugs, somewhat apologetically*
He spends alot of time in space?
*he turns back* Ah.
So... who are you if you're not Prongs and you're not... a deer? ... are you a spirit?
*she moves closer to him, intensely curious, reaching out with her muzzle to his shoulder blade, his scent fills her nostrils and they flare*
*suddenly she finds herself facing the business end of an impressive set of antlers as he stands and whips around with surprising swiftness*
DO NOT touch me.
Last edited by WolfMontana (2007-04-07 23:20:56)
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your welcome hun
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