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Post by Brodylove on Jul 4, 2012 11:18:39 GMT -5
Natile walked along the fence of a small house, hoping to stumble upon some trash cans, or as she liked to call them, dinner givers. The vixen licked her lips as she saw a shiny item out of the corner of her eye. She knew it was chock full of food just by the scent it was giving off. Mmm..mm. Chicken. Natile thought as the sweet smell of lightly roasted chicken it her nose. She ran up to the tin and gave it a good solid kick, making it fall over on its side with a amazing clatter.
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Post by Brodylove on Jul 8, 2012 17:06:00 GMT -5
(Please read the rules and then make a character in the character creation board. P.S. this is a dog roleplay site.)
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Post by yellow110 on Aug 8, 2012 9:20:55 GMT -5
A well fed golden walked passed. She spotted the vixen feeding off of thrown away chicken. "You're not going to eat that are you?"
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