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Post by zant on Mar 23, 2012 20:30:11 GMT -8
virusrising.proboards.com/index.c....play&thread=180The masculine canid narcissisticly strutted into the pack's domain, his vast appendages flexing with each arrogant pawstep. He jerked a roan auditory, cautious, searching for the reverberations of other canines. He ascended onward, his azure chasms scanning the murky sewers, his cresents scorching from the harsh scent. Noticing no other Canis Lupuses, He eased his broad silhouette onto his flank, resting in a laying position.
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vrtoxin
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Post by vrtoxin on May 25, 2012 8:17:36 GMT -8
(Hope you don't mind me jumping in. ^^)
The rather large yet petite Whippet mix padded through the sewers, still easily slipping through the tunnels. His experience in the tunnels gave him the ability to move fluently through these tunnels with ease. The mutt knew every crack and crevice in this place; even the twists and turns as well as where they lead. The medium-sized Canis Lupus then pricked a torn ear, his one good opticle blinking at the sound of claws meeting the concrete and or metal floor. The multi-colored canine lifted his maw to the sky that could not be seen and scented the air before shifting into the shadows to hide his form, a jade orb glowing dimly in the darkness. The creatures jowls parted, allowing words to slip fluently through his lips as he spoke in a Russian-French mixed accent. "Who goes there" The voice questioned.
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