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LA - Birds of Yore - 5Hiccup stared at Delta in awe as she spoke of possible walking on the moon. That’s where to toenail gods lived. Or where the rainbow-est of the toenail gods lived. Maybe the old grandfathers of the pack slowly become toenail gods? Hiccup’s mouth fell open in shock with his mind-blowing discovery.LA - Birds of Yore - 5 by SpoonLake
Suddenly Delta looked from Hiccup to one of the crows who was holding another crow. He heard something about a sheep. Hiccup liked sheep. They had really big toenails. The conversation seemed important but Hiccup remembered that the leaf had not answered his question about the unhappy grass. He sat up and jumped to his feet. He walked in a circle looking for it, but the leaf was missing. He absentmindedly hear Delta reply to the bird about knowing about a sheep, but his mind was elsewhere. The leaf was gone.
“Have you seen a leaf? I need to ask the leaf why the grass is blue and not dancing.” Hiccup asked the crow enthusiastically, as if his logic made perfect sense. He
LA RP- Goat AnnihilatorLA RP- Goat Annihilator by corvusraven
Puerta was walking back to where he had last seen Blacksheep, raking his brain for something nice he might possibly say that would be 'nice'. Taking Fletchers advice would be difficult and slightly irritating, but it was worth a shot at least. Since he hadn't the time to catch a rodent, a compliment would have to do.
"Hey Blackie! You still around here somewhere?!" Puerta called out.
Blacksheep opened her eyes and sighed at the familiar voice none too far off, so she stood and stretched out her thin-furred limbs before shaking herself and moseying on over towards the guilty dog, face reflecting her far-from-amused temperament of the moment. "Puerta. What is it?" She said calmly and yawned widely before raising one paw to rub at the still-wet residue that tended to gather in the front tear ducts during sleep. "More water?" she asked with a touch of sarcasm.
Puerta finally heard Blacksheep, and turned to face her. Then he sat down as he eyed her for a moment, finalizing what he would say
LA RP- Unsupervised ChildLA RP- Unsupervised Child by corvusraven
The uneasiness of the pack lingered even into autumn, pervading the cool air and hanging about their heads. Their damaged leader had made little appearance, and words spoken of her were in mixed favor. Had he been there, Fletcher would have pursued the fiend even into hell.
How could anyone harm their leader like that? And how had the pack allowed it? He was baffled that search parties had not been sent out to retrieve the attacker. Fletcher had made a point of patrolling the boundaries twice as frequently as he always had before, in case the dog ever returned.
He dutifully marched through the high grass and shrubs, mostly disappearing beneath. All that was visible was a high-flying tail erect as a bean-stalk, and the shuffling of the greenery.
Puerta had wandered off, not caring whether or not Blacksheep was following. His wound had pretty much healed by now and he would soon have to come to a decision to remain in the pack or not. Now that Alexis was willing to come with him, it seem
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