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- Terra - 03-01-2012 [html] at the castle, mar 6 Terra was still in a lot of pain, but her body had been cleaned up, and she'd pigged out on as much food as she'd been able to get her teeth in. Remembering Vikas Terra had refused to stay in the pack lands. As soon as she'd been able to Terra had dragged herself over the lands, wincing slightly at the twinge in her leg each time it touched the ground. It certainly wasn't her only wound, but it was the worst. She didn't seem to have any luck with her back leg, with this the second time it had been deeply damaged. This was even worse than the first, as she'd managed to escape it breaking last time.
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Vikas Limonchenko
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Vikas Limonchenko
.vikas .ft-ooc {font-style:italic;} .vikas-header {font-size:25px; text-align:right; padding:10px 20px; font-family:papyrus, sans-serif; color:#14440D; text-shadow:#4C2D11 0px 0px 5px;} .vikas p {padding:3px 20px 3px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .vikas b {color:#14440D; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .vikas {background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1209.photobucket.com/albums/cc3 ... tock-1.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:220px 0px 20px 0px; border:1px solid #FFCC00; border-radius:15px; margin:0px auto; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#6E571D; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:400px; text-align:justify; } .vikas .ft-separator{width:250px; border-bottom:1px dotted #A67C15; margin:0px auto;} </style> [/html] - Terra - 03-13-2012 [html] out of character text His distracted words made it far too clear that her tactic hadn't worked. He'd be asking questions. Inwardly Terra sighed, thinking about the best way to explain what had happened. The result had been from something so foolish, so stupid, that Terra was embarrassed that she'd been injured at all. If she scarred from it Terra would probably never recover from the blow to her pride. Well, at least for the first while anyhow. Terra rarely stayed in the past, always moving on and living with the moment surrounding her.
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Vikas Limonchenko
.vikas .ft-ooc {font-style:italic;} .vikas-header {font-size:25px; text-align:right; padding:10px 20px; font-family:papyrus, sans-serif; color:#14440D; text-shadow:#4C2D11 0px 0px 5px;} .vikas p {padding:3px 20px 3px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .vikas b {color:#14440D; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .vikas {background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1209.photobucket.com/albums/cc3 ... tock-1.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:220px 0px 20px 0px; border:1px solid #FFCC00; border-radius:15px; margin:0px auto; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#6E571D; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:400px; text-align:justify; } .vikas .ft-separator{width:250px; border-bottom:1px dotted #A67C15; margin:0px auto;} </style> [/html] - Terra - 03-13-2012 [html] out of character text Terra's ears twitched curiously at Vikas' words. What was a bar fight? Well, didn't matter. She had a whole world to show him on four legs. If he could keep up that is. Not to mention if Terra could manage to keep up this pretense of not being injured badly. It was more of a strain than she let on, body feeling weighed down with each step. At least he stuck around and didn't leave like she'd feared. Coyote doesn't have sleeves, but she's always prepared. A trick that needs preparation isn't worthwhile. If one couldn't come up with a way to fool those around her in an instant, she was through. So Terra had come up with ways to keep Vikas distracted and happy very quickly, hoping it would work.
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