Smudgey
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Post by Smudgey on Dec 16, 2008 18:44:06 GMT -5
[shadow=gray,left,300] a.iden[/shadow]
Russet paws padded silently across the carpet of green grass, the blades of the prickly plant tickling the pads of his large paws. Tail was at a slightly lower angle from his backbone, bobbing feebly as he stalked forward. Muscles rippled neatly under the large tom's red pelt, shifting with every move of his dense muscular frame.
Hazel eyes were set upon the land before him, observing his surroundings intently. Ears were pricked, ready to catch any sounds. Maroon nose enemieched slightly, testing the air for any signs of a threat. A new scent wafted into them, and he realized it was a border marking, that of a female lynx's.
Being the respectful gentleman he is, he was careful not to invade the territory. His only goal today was to join this "pack", and so he waited patiently at the borders, allowing one single yowl to erupt from his throat to notify the members of his wish. The sound was a deep, gentle call, not ragged and high pitched like a yowl from a fight. It was melodic; and carefully toned to a sweet tune.
_________________ words-183 status- active mood- anxious; okay for- Music/members comments- sorry, not as long as I would have hoped.
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