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Post by dracoclaw435 on Jul 17, 2009 12:55:06 GMT -4
You walk along a winding path, wondering where you are going in the first place, that is, until you trip over a tree root and hit your head, while black rushes into your vision. You wake up with a small gasp until something pushes you back down playfully, you realize it is a Volpe, wanting to play at the tone of its whining. A small circle of different trees stand tall, making the little grove you are in seem shady and wonderful, you decide to stay for a bit. After about an hour or so playing with the Volpe's they notice you are looking around and trying to leave, one of them walks up to you and barks a little. You decide to follow it, and are led out of the grove back to the farmiliar path, you say "Thank you" but you only catch a glimpse of a tail before you are alone again. Current Volpes: Starter Volpe, Victoria
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