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Post by Ashi Mitsuki on Sept 7, 2008 20:32:17 GMT -5
Ashi rubbed the back of his head, and smirked.
"Thanks, but I was ready to land you know."
He stated as he pointed out his stance in the sky. He was on an all fours stance and did so, so that his body wouldn't absorb the shock from the hit to the ground. After explaining, he crouched down to all fours, in the high grass they had landed in. His dark green shirt blended in perfectly, but his black pants didn't. It didn't matter, because nothing, not even a mouth, or rabbit....Not even a cheetah could out run, or fly him.
A small sniff was heard between the two, and he pounced into another patch of grass.
Ashi came out with a white rabbit in his hands and he bit into it's neck, drinking it dry.
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Amai Tenpi
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And without you is how I disappear.
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Post by Amai Tenpi on Sept 7, 2008 20:40:48 GMT -5
Amai narrowed her eyes. "From my point of view, you looked like you needed help."
Her smile was quickly back and she began to pant. "But I guess not." She shook her fur that was quickly becoming drenched in the downpour. "Where did the rain suddenly come from?" She asked.
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Post by Ashi Mitsuki on Sept 7, 2008 20:44:00 GMT -5
"It was supposed to come, but I didn't think it would come so soon today."
He ruffled his wet sleek hair, and turned around, pointing a finger at the she-wolf's nose.
"Weather people....NEVER trust them! You hear me!"
He sounded serious, but he chuckled afterwords.
Occ: OMG DEMYX, he did wat Demyx does with "Silence....Traitor!" X3
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Amai Tenpi
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And without you is how I disappear.
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Post by Amai Tenpi on Sept 7, 2008 20:46:47 GMT -5
Amai giggled and saluted with her paw.
"Yes SIR!" She woofed.
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Post by Ashi Mitsuki on Sept 11, 2008 18:51:54 GMT -5
"Good."
Ashi shuts his eyes and sat down under a weeping willow tree, placed in the small, tall-grassed meadow. They both heard a small gagging noise, and Ashi's hand was around his throat in half of a heartbeat.
"Cough cough cough"
Ashi gagged out, and his throat stung in dryness, and the moist air brushed against his sticky throat. He'd only had that small meal... and in such a long time. His last real meal in a week, and he wasn't about to loose it here.
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