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Post by blaze on Jun 22, 2005 23:59:26 GMT -5
The falcon gave a little hoot of acknowledgement and hopped over to Blaze, who was approaching on light paws. Blaze took the falcon upon the top of her maw, where the falcon took off back to the forest. Blaze's optics narrowed upon Syrii, and she muttered, "You have passed. Make yourself at home." Her tassle flung into the air and released a soft scent that engulfed Syrii. The scent was a way of distinguishing between the different packs, and this odor was of sweet pine. She turned around and sprinted back to her den.
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Post by Sasha and Others on Jun 23, 2005 0:06:43 GMT -5
Syrii co-cked her head to one side,slightly confused at the scent.After a few moments though,she understood,and went off to find herself a den. (eh,not much to say here)
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Post by blaze on Jun 23, 2005 0:17:21 GMT -5
(true true)
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