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Post by Isla Brackner on Sept 29, 2008 16:03:28 GMT -5
"If you carry my clothes, I'll run."
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Post by landon on Sept 29, 2008 16:04:29 GMT -5
"Deal. he'll race you to the edge."
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Post by Isla Brackner on Sept 29, 2008 16:06:02 GMT -5
Isla made him turn around and she stripped, throwing them on his back. With a howl, she transformed and the race was on.
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Post by landon on Sept 29, 2008 16:07:18 GMT -5
Landon turned, picking up her clothes and leaping into the sky,his wings exploding form his back. Oh ye, the race was on.
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Post by Isla Brackner on Sept 29, 2008 18:38:22 GMT -5
Isla smirked and barked- They did this once or twice a week when the weather was nice.
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Post by landon on Sept 30, 2008 1:40:42 GMT -5
This was somehting Landon loved to do, race and fly, though he didn't often win, as he had a tendency to get distracted, just like a magpie. Today though he was doing good.
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Post by Isla Brackner on Sept 30, 2008 19:39:36 GMT -5
Is was competitive. A mix of Cal and Kat- with Perrin and the other wolves mixed in.
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Post by landon on Oct 1, 2008 1:36:47 GMT -5
"Come on Brain!" Landon laughed, calling down to her. "Move those furry little legs!"
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