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Post by Lil' Red Riding Loon on Aug 1, 2007 22:29:10 GMT -6
Pale eyes watched the scaly figure dance under the water. Its scales reflecting off the hot sun from above, making it look like there were flickering jewels under the surface of the water. A large grin spread across the pale wolf's maw. Fish were such interesting things. She wanted one. She had seen other wolves eat the fish, and she wanted one herself. There weren't any fish where she came from. All the water up there was frozen. Tyir let out a bark, and the fish swam off. She jumped into the water after the fish, the lantern attached to her tail bobbing in after her. She splashed around, and snapped at the water, trying to catch a fish, but they were slipperier than she expected. She finally came out, and laid down on the waters edge. She would dry off under the summer sun, and wait for the fish to come out of hiding again.
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