Duck Lake fortitude
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"Reaper," she gritted in a rasping monotone as she turned to see the canine dogging her steps. She was as lost as he when it came to the hunt, but pretended at a facade of knowingness. The scent of rabbits taunted her, and she lapped futilely at the saliva dripping from her jaws.

Large paws carried her to the entrance of a burrow, but her muzzle was too broad for investigation, and so Warthog glanced back at Reaper, an entreaty in her soft brown eyes. Perhaps he could do the honors?
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fortitude - by Warthog - February 02, 2015, 03:51 PM
RE: fortitude - by Reaper - February 02, 2015, 10:29 PM
RE: fortitude - by Warthog - February 03, 2015, 08:47 PM
RE: fortitude - by Reaper - February 04, 2015, 12:09 PM
RE: fortitude - by Warthog - February 06, 2015, 01:46 PM
RE: fortitude - by Reaper - February 07, 2015, 12:11 PM
RE: fortitude - by Warthog - February 13, 2015, 12:26 AM
RE: fortitude - by Reaper - February 16, 2015, 09:05 AM
RE: fortitude - by Warthog - February 22, 2015, 01:17 AM
RE: fortitude - by Reaper - March 14, 2015, 02:41 AM