Posts by Ice path

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Sand, rocks and shells he grunted. The fox found patrols that lacked blood incredibly boring and senseless. No-one would dare mess with them, no matter their lack of size.
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Stigma aimed his route to the forest in track of rabbits. Slinking into the woods he perked his ears and nose in search for the long eared prey he craved.
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He looked over to his master and trainer What have you seen? His ears shot upright and adrenaline began to course through his blood. A proper challenger would be useful to improve his skills.
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Bears, hmm the fox couldn't yet hold out against a bear but... Right. Herbs. He sighed inwardly and raised his nostrils to the wind.
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He followed the scent of the elongated human food to the edge of the dense, pine swathed woods until he singled out the source.he snipped the bushy purple and green plums off with his teeth. Putting away the fact for future use, he drug his black socked feet back to the beech.
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I think the Earth Father would appreciate it, he yapped softly trying to hide the excitement that had built up inside of him at the mention of sacrifice. He unconsciously began sweeping his fluffy tail over the sand.
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Stigma nodded and headed back to the cave system. Pausing at the prey pile, He grabbed a sea gull and carried it to his den. A sacrifice might be soon, he bit into the salty bird with relish. He wondered who or what it would be. A kitty-pet likely, or an old dog. Not likely to be much larger than that. There was the goats that grazed near by, they might work. Finishing the bird, he put the head on the rock ledge in the den then layed the feathers in his nest for comfort.
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Stigma trotted over to the meeting. He felt at ease, the howling wind and pounding wind calmed his constantly tight nerves. He wondered what Orin had to say. Perhaps announcing a sacrifice or such.
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Stigma glared at Aesla,he didn't liked to be undermined by anyone and he would prove himself better than her. Lashing his tail at Aesla, he headed to the door and then to the human town with the Kitty-pets and other animals of the like.
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He raised his fluffy tail, now thin due to the pounding rain, to signal a stop. In front of him was a large tom soaked to the bone. He appeared to be feasting on something or another. Widening his path, He aimed to charge the tom from behind and snap his spine. The manoeuvre would keep the male alive but unable to run. Bunching his muscles, the fox ran to the male in a flash of wet, silent stealth.
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Hey, Buddy the fox growled and leaped on the cats back. Biting down hard on his spine, it crunched and the tom went foreword with a cry of pain. Laughing, he grabbed the cats scruff in his teeth and started to drag him back to the cave a shining look in his vibrant eyes.
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Rolling his green optics, he growled fine. Droping the orange cat roughly he let her take it. He thought suddenly of what the group needed, members and he thought maybe he should father a litter. He didn't care about who was the mother, not a litter of love but a litter because it was necessary for the survival of the Cove.

(Anyone want a litter with him?)
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Track
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