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Post by Cursico! on Sept 19, 2009 9:43:02 GMT -5
Sleath flicked her tail up, her anterless head flicking around the territory. Her baby fat was slipping away, although she still had so long to go until she was fully grown. Not having any antlers was still getting on her nerves, even if she could pack a punch with her hind legs and turn into a clawed leopard. Males got to have horns as well as their shapeshifting ability. It just wasn't Fair! Lifting her legs high, Sleath trotted along in the wood, ignoring all the 'tastey' vegetation around her. For sure she wanted nothing to do with anything green. She noticed that as time wore on she was in her deer form less and less. Why should she choose to be a deer when they were weak prey animals? Leopards had everything going for them! "Who's around here?" She called out, pawing at the ground with her hooves and waiting to see if she got any response. Nothing, she hadn't seen a deer around in such a long time... Sighing to herself, Sleath started trotting again, calling out "Who's around here?" At regular intervals, waiting for something to come and ease her agonising boredom that had brought her to her deer form, and yes into another deers land.
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