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Post by generalchaos on Dec 11, 2006 19:04:23 GMT -5
 ::Constallation Blue was once again on the pacolette trail, another lesser traveled path of it that was overgrown with weeds and deadening grass due to winters harshness. She noted the trees had a forelone appearance. She didn't care...it appeared to her that scenery would become her friend for it was like her...it always changed. She danitly trotted on top of the dead leaves to hear the tender crunching sound. She liked being alone. She enjoyed it more then anything. After all she had just won her freedom had she not? She pranced wildly around and tossed her blue head around causing her ebony and blue locks to fly about crazily. She enjoyed the sensation of being a vagabond and decided this she would stay.:: |
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Post by generalchaos on Dec 12, 2006 15:53:01 GMT -5
::blue merely was grazing on some foilage she found to feed herself she wasn't sure if there was enough food here to get through winter but it didn't bother her. Feeling slightly tired she trotted over to a dense patch of trees and lie down to rest her werry blue body. She knew this would protect her from whatever wind would come and she fell into a light sleep::
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Post by generalchaos on Dec 13, 2006 17:40:51 GMT -5
::blue awoke from her sleep and decided she was going to go explore other lands and if anything else happened she would return to this smally patch of land off the pacolette trail. She shook her blue coat to free herself of any exsess dirt and merely dug her sleet grey flints into the hard and frozen ground and took off to go enjoy her life as a wanderer.::
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