01-11-2008, 02:21 AM
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........I am a master of subtlety -wink-  ........Perhaps it was some sort of downgrading, emotionally, that led Beppe to shift back onto all four paws. He always looked at his were form as more mature, more elegant, and perhaps more sophisticated. Such was the form of fancy clothes and days in the park. The boy was much bigger in his were form, but felt much more solid on the slippery ground on all four paws (not that that was saying much). Like a young pup, he found it substantially less uncomfortable, physically, to explore new territory in the natural state. ........Beppe was vaguely aware that the real bout here was the physical one; everything that was coming out of his mouth was semantics, and he was sure the same went for the coyote girl. "Oh, you will see your punishment!" The heights to which she was hopping surprised him, especially how she somehow managed to stay upright on the landings. He didn't dare to even lift a paw too high above the ground, for fear that it might not return all that gracefully. ........A guttural noise escaped the boy as he was pushed to the ground by one of her flying leaps, and he turned partially over onto his back and waved his legs in the air again. Perhaps he would be able to dislodge her and get her on the ground as well. It was her time, wasn't it? He really hoped that, in the end, he would be the one with a tail fastened securely between his jaws. To have his own incapacitated would just be embarassing.
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