04-10-2008, 06:32 PM
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| http://avatars.ourdarkarts.net/souls/others/tal_bg.gif) repeat-y; width: 400px; font: 11px georgia, sans-serif; color: #000; padding-right: 30px; padding-left: 40px; padding-bottom: 30px; text-align: justify;"> Gentle blinking of eyes brought up the newest awakening of a daughter. A very particular daughter, in fact, of a very particular pair of leaders. Her pudgy body stirred from its huddled position on the floor of the roomy cave, and the gentle sounds of puppy life met her ears from her own self as it went. Sweet as always, she smiled at her sleeping brother and moved away from him, toward the entrance to the den, where she sat down to remain vigilant for the rest of the morning. She may have been a sweetheart, but Talitha was certainly not born to be a pushover. Obedient was she, and yet strong-willed; stubborn when it came to all others but her father and her mother. Most specifically her father, whom she adored like the sun in the sky and the sand under her feet. |
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