05-25-2010, 07:40 PM
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I love my Alleykers
Her own voice echoed though the rafters in the great hall, as she flipped through the pages reading the pages in the thick old musky book. The sound of the pages moving as she thumbed through it, made her sleepy. With a yawn, she stretched out trying to read on. Her ivory lids flashed over her sapphire eyes, one once and defiantly more than twice. She shut the big book as she sat it down on her lap as she shimmed down resting her head up against the wall, pulling her hat over her face. It was not long before she was off into dreamland.
There was a loud slam of the door that jolted her from her light sleep, Pontiac jumped up with a quick flick of her wrist she moved her hat back on top of her head. With a cough she finally sat back up, flipping the book back open, she did not want someone busting her one slacking off then where was more than enough work that could have being done around the pack lands and outside of the pack lands. The fingers of the bitch found a random place and pointed it down as she gave a shifty look. Trying to figure out who had come into the big building. She saw the shadow, her hands shook a bit, and fear was starting to pulse though her body. She sniffed the air, the smell of the Pack land washed over her, calming her down. Adonia?! Is that you sweetie?” Oh Pontiac hoped it was, she would hate to look like a foolish old lady that didn’t have a clue about scents of the pack lands and the members in them.
Her own voice echoed though the rafters in the great hall, as she flipped through the pages reading the pages in the thick old musky book. The sound of the pages moving as she thumbed through it, made her sleepy. With a yawn, she stretched out trying to read on. Her ivory lids flashed over her sapphire eyes, one once and defiantly more than twice. She shut the big book as she sat it down on her lap as she shimmed down resting her head up against the wall, pulling her hat over her face. It was not long before she was off into dreamland.
There was a loud slam of the door that jolted her from her light sleep, Pontiac jumped up with a quick flick of her wrist she moved her hat back on top of her head. With a cough she finally sat back up, flipping the book back open, she did not want someone busting her one slacking off then where was more than enough work that could have being done around the pack lands and outside of the pack lands. The fingers of the bitch found a random place and pointed it down as she gave a shifty look. Trying to figure out who had come into the big building. She saw the shadow, her hands shook a bit, and fear was starting to pulse though her body. She sniffed the air, the smell of the Pack land washed over her, calming her down. Adonia?! Is that you sweetie?” Oh Pontiac hoped it was, she would hate to look like a foolish old lady that didn’t have a clue about scents of the pack lands and the members in them.