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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:10 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 8:16 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 9:00 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2010 10:18 pm
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He pulled his beak out of the dead unicorn, and bolted down another chunk of organ meat, then rested his head on top of the dead stallion and belched. He'd ripped into the meal with a passion, and he now doubted that he could fly, given that he had to have, when he thought about it, eaten close to a hundred pounds of meat.
- Moderation, Bakher...must do it in moderation....-
He lifted his head and backed away from the big carcass. He flopped down with a sigh, and looked at his kill again; as ravenously as he'd eaten, there was still a LOT of unicorn left.
He suddenly noticed that he'd forgotten to extract its horn, and sighed; more work to do, plus he'd need to sharpen his talons after this- unicorn bone was tough to cut. He dragged himself to his feet, then went over and began the gory work of cutting it out.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 5:13 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 10:19 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 2:14 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 2:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 2:24 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 2:26 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2010 2:31 pm
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(for some UNKNOWN reason, Unless I hit the "stop loading" button, it keeps forwarding me to Photobucket when I was trying to post here...anyone have any idea as to why it would do that?)
Bakher rolled the thick shaft of ivory in his paws. Unicorn Ivory was rare, and damn near impossible to break. He tucked the shaft away in one of the pouches he wore on a minimal harness, then looked up as he thought he heard something, out in the forest.
The wolves, maybe?
He cocked his head and flicked his ears as he listened, carefully. He waited, and was about to return to his meal when he heard canine laughter, in the distance. It WAS a wolf-
- Make that two wolves...- He thought as he concentrated. It looked like his neighbors were coming to him- convenient. He briefly considered simply staying silent ans seeing if they were good enough to folow the scent of unicorn blood to him, then decided against it.
He sat back on his haunches and cleared his throat, then called out into the forest. "Hello! anyone out there? If you're looking for a meal, its over here!"
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