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Post by wolflegend on Mar 7, 2010 14:34:02 GMT -5
"It's not too late yet, you know? We can still be friends, but that is entirely up to you. Come by this adress if you have any problems or need any help." She said as she snapped her fingers. Something scribbled onto a piece of paper all on its own and dropped itsself into the other shifters hands. "Have a great night, Nat." SHe said as she got up and started to run past him. She ran fast for her age. She had to. It was required that all cops run a certain speed in this country, and Katelyn was probably the fastest runner for her age.
She had aptitude. She has atitude.
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Post by kaitlyn on Mar 7, 2010 14:51:34 GMT -5
Nathaniel stared at the piece of paper in his hand. Then at the spot where the girl had been before she had streaked off into the woods. The he looked back at the paper in his hand.
Nathaniel smiled. A true smile, full of hope. Then he pocketed the paper, where it nestled alongside the ocelot carving. He frowned a little as he remembered the occurences at the cliff. Then he turned towards the woods and began his walk again, his step light and exuberant. As he walked, he thought about the days occurances, and his pace slowed a little as he thought of the Lycan. But he was no longer cared very much.
And as the sun set on the dark forest,a lion loped across a cornfield, and revelled in the strength of his muscles with each bound, as he headed to his home.
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