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Post by Ben Montena on Dec 15, 2009 18:15:28 GMT -5
Ben snapped with him, pouncing and deciding running wasn't all he wanted as he tackled Parker into the mud.
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Post by Parker Ross on Dec 15, 2009 18:22:00 GMT -5
Parker snarled and childishly bit Ben's ear, shaking it like he used to when he was a cub.
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Post by Ben Montena on Dec 15, 2009 18:25:45 GMT -5
But Parker wasn't Ben's cub anymore, he couldn't just fix things for the lad. Rough housing was a mere distrraction and it did both of them the world of good but it would come back and the real feeling would serge and strike once more. How was Ben suppose to solve that?"
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Post by Parker Ross on Dec 15, 2009 18:34:50 GMT -5
Parker sat back and bayed at the moon- A long mournful cry that echoed through the air.
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Post by Ben Montena on Dec 15, 2009 18:35:54 GMT -5
Ben bumped against Parker gently, and wandered around the boy protectively.
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Post by Parker Ross on Dec 15, 2009 18:48:12 GMT -5
Parker looked at Ben and urged him to run more. He could smell a deer and it would be the perfect kill.
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Post by Ben Montena on Dec 15, 2009 18:49:03 GMT -5
Ben didnt need telling twice, he turned tail, lithe legs carrying him easily as a great speed as he followed his nose.
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Post by Parker Ross on Dec 15, 2009 18:58:29 GMT -5
Parker took it down without another thought, ripping out the throat. The beast struggled and cried but soon, the neck was snapped.
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