09-27-2008, 12:30 PM
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The girl laid happily the soft bed of the autumn leaves under the canopy of the great sky. Her mouth opened wide in a contented yawn, sharp ivory teeth glinting in the sunlight. Emerald eyes continued to focus on the sapphire sky and the pearly clouds that lazily floated by. She spotted one that reminded her of a rabbit. It made her think of the particularly delicious one that she had caught the other day. Pink tongue licked her ebony lips remembering the savory meal. Then she spied one that looked remarkably like a squirrel. Her orbs sparkled like gems and a great smile was plastered on her face. She was having rather a lot of fun with this game.
Savina had been fairly oblivious to all around her until a voice shattered her silent reverie. Startled, her body spun around in the leaves, sending the colorful foliage flying. She ended up laying on her stomach, head swiveling around to find who the voice had come from, but she didn't see anyone! Then the scent of Pilot reached her nose. So it had been him, but where in the world was he? Rising to her feet she began to follow his scent, a couple burgundy leaves clinging to her pelt. It was only when her nose lead her to the bottom of a large tree that she even thought to look up. Then the lounging form of her friend stood out white as snow against the fall canopy. Her tail wagged happily and she jumped against the trunk of the tree, placing her front paws up on it. "What are you doing all the way up there?" She called playfully. The female was glad that it was Pilot who had crossed her path. She desperately wanted to get to know the male better, and in a more relaxed situation than when they had first met.
The girl laid happily the soft bed of the autumn leaves under the canopy of the great sky. Her mouth opened wide in a contented yawn, sharp ivory teeth glinting in the sunlight. Emerald eyes continued to focus on the sapphire sky and the pearly clouds that lazily floated by. She spotted one that reminded her of a rabbit. It made her think of the particularly delicious one that she had caught the other day. Pink tongue licked her ebony lips remembering the savory meal. Then she spied one that looked remarkably like a squirrel. Her orbs sparkled like gems and a great smile was plastered on her face. She was having rather a lot of fun with this game.
Savina had been fairly oblivious to all around her until a voice shattered her silent reverie. Startled, her body spun around in the leaves, sending the colorful foliage flying. She ended up laying on her stomach, head swiveling around to find who the voice had come from, but she didn't see anyone! Then the scent of Pilot reached her nose. So it had been him, but where in the world was he? Rising to her feet she began to follow his scent, a couple burgundy leaves clinging to her pelt. It was only when her nose lead her to the bottom of a large tree that she even thought to look up. Then the lounging form of her friend stood out white as snow against the fall canopy. Her tail wagged happily and she jumped against the trunk of the tree, placing her front paws up on it. "What are you doing all the way up there?" She called playfully. The female was glad that it was Pilot who had crossed her path. She desperately wanted to get to know the male better, and in a more relaxed situation than when they had first met.