Kintla Flatlands The voices inside my head, I hate them.
"Just because something isn't a lie does not mean that it isn't deceptive. A liar knows that he is a liar, but one who speaks mere portions of truth in order to deceive is a craftsman of destruction."
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Maybe a quail or some ground bird?

Kaname dashed off into the undergrowth, flushing the grass for prey. The grasslands were filled with a myriad of scents, some growing strong, others fading, some stale, others fresh. He trailed after the strong and fresh ones until they faded and went stale. Some disappeared entirely. But he kept on searching. There would be prey somewhere.

He kept his nose to the ground and his ears perked for a sound nearby. His diligence was rewarded with a bark from Mordecai, followed by a rush of energy. Sensing that the loner found something, he ran towards the sounds, hoping that the tawny wolf would drive it towards him.
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The voices inside my head, I hate them. - by Kaname - May 23, 2014, 09:09 PM
RE: The voices inside my head, I hate them. - by Kaname - June 13, 2014, 04:57 PM