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Post by Nopeita on Jul 12, 2010 17:53:42 GMT -5
Beleza's Bio“It's beauty that captures your attention; personality which captures your heart.” The sun began to rise; darkness in the sky began to fade. Stars became invisible. Birds began to awake, and chirp. One dog stood alone. At the end of the Forest of Forever. The dog stood where the grass was lush and tall. Ears perked, eyes watching the peaceful sunrise in the dawn sky. Body relaxed. A slight breeze ran through the land. Carrying scents of many animals and plants. The canine's name was Beleza. An uncommon purebred; Norrbottenspets. Poitned ears and a curled tail. Tan spots. She watched the sunrise, untill it hung-- high in the sky. Many clouds surrounded the sun. Maybe rain would bless the forest with life and nourishment. Eza smiled, turned around-- heading into the forest. The forest was her home, ever since she was born. She was born to two Norrbottenspets that ran away from an owner who abused them. Eza and her siblings were seperatyed from there parents in a storm. Even though a strom gave Eza bad memories, she still liked rain, and wind. But lightning and thunder scared her... she usually prefered the sunny days.
The female wandered deep into the forest. She felt so alive and inspired in this forest. She trotted along a path that she had made to go to the spot she had just stood. She made small paths in many directions. And all of them lead to a den, in the side of a hill. Where trees hunged over and provided shade. Eza was happy with her home. It must have been an abandoned fox den or something. It was small, but Eza fixed that. It was now big enough for three dogs to sleep in there. And it also had another chamber for food storage. There was only one etrance. She got the idea of living in a den on the side of the hill from her parents. They saw foxes living in one, once. And told there kids it'd be a safe way to live. Eza liked that she found the fox-den, it was safe. And cozy. And she liked the paths she had made to take her places. One would take her to the edge of the forest to look at the sunrise. One to a small pond. And one to hunting grounds.
Eza still trotted on one of the paths. Once she reached her den, she stopped in front of it. She looked at the other paths and took the one leading to the pond. As she got closer to the pond she heard duck quacking, bugs buzzing, and fish splashing. It was warm in the forest, and Eza's thick fur wasn't helping. As she heard all the noises at the pond, she started loping. Her tongue flapping out of her mouth. Once Eza came close to the pond and launched herself forward. Water splahsed up and over onto her back. She qucikly leaped through the shallow parts and swam to the deepest part of the pond; which was six feet deep. She paddled along, ducks flew away, fish swam away. She didn't mind, she couldn't hunt fish or birds that well anyway.
Eza swam back to a shallow part, and shook her pelt off from most water. She liked to swim on hot days. After shaking off she turned around in the shallows and lapped up some water. Then turned around again-- walking down the path she had came. On her walk back to her den, Eza felt a water drop hit her snout. It was about to rain... Eza could now smell the wet wood smell of rain. An air freshiner for nature. She liked the smell. She kept trotting on the path. More rain came and came heavier and heavier. Winds picked up. Lightning struck through the sky-- thunder following the streaks of light. The thunder made her lope, going faster to get to her den. She didn't hesitate to get into her den. She panted calmly after loping here. Water ran off her already wet coat onto the dry ground of her den. Her den had old grass and leaves on the ground for bedding and comfort. And to attempt hiding smells of her meat in the back chamber. The Norrbottenspets sat in her den, she watching the rain. It was so peaceful. But the thunder was frightening to her. She decided to wait in her den until the rain let up.
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Post by Zephyя !? on Aug 16, 2010 13:18:01 GMT -5
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WHAT, DO YOU OWN THE WORLD ? HOW DO YOU OWN DISORDER, DISORDER ?
As the Earth woke up, the birds started their wonderful chorus. The sun lifted and laced the world in it's golden glow, warming life and pushing the shadows of night back into it's source, reminding the world of it's meaning. One figure lifted from slumber, muscles stretched, paws reaching out in front of it before coming down on the earth, claws digging into the soft soil, until the figure rose completely, jaws opening in a yawn, slipping out a pink tongue until he stood still, bleary eyed and drowsy.
Moments after his waking, a deep rumble came from inside of him, an insistent shot of pain following as his stomach demanded food. Godamnit.. a dark voice grumbled with a distinct accent, filling the morning around him. He heaved a sigh, before starting to walk deeper into the forest, eyes narrowing as he strained to pick up something other then the birds and trees in his nostrils.
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After a feast of three squirrels, our brute continued on through the forest, his day stretching out into it's closing, before a few raindrops passed through the leaves over his head and onto his muzzle, his forehead, sending cold seeping through his fur. He glared slightly, before instinct kicked in, telling him to find shelter. Ahead of him, branches reached out and poured over dark hole, his mind instantly grew curious, a smirk crossing his expression. It looked like a fox hole, easy enough to clear out. He had the advantage, and he realized it. His head lowered, tail raising as he drew closer, slowing down and quieting his steps. Two feet from the den, he crouched down, before pushing off his hind legs and lunging into the den, snarling and snapping at the foxes he knew would be inside, only to find a white and brown dog. He jolted, taken back for a second and stumbling.
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Post by Nopeita on Aug 16, 2010 13:52:35 GMT -5
The sound and sight of the rain made Eza's eyelids heavy. She sat in her small fox den, slowly laying down. She laid her head between her forearms. Eyes barley open, watching the rain. Her ears perked as thunder shook here and there. Her breathing became calmer. She was ready to fall asleep. Eza licked her maw, and sighed.
Eza's ears heard thuds. She lifted her head and looked outside, she didn't see anything. But she heard as if something was running. Her eyes watched, her nose could smell nothing but the rain at this moment. She thought maybe it was a deer, prancing through the rain. The female rested her head down once more, turning around, her back facing the den. Brushing off the fact that something was out there.
The Norrbottenspets finally closed her eyes. And in a split second, the scent of another dog erupted in her nose. Growling, behind her. instantly she rose to her feet, eyes widened. She stood where she had laid an stared at her attacker. Baring her teeth. Tail raised, her legs were set far apart. Ready to defend herself. She watched this dog, he seemed stunned, and he stumbled over... Eza just watched.
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Post by Zephyя !? on Aug 21, 2010 10:50:50 GMT -5
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Not done? I'm very low on muse suddenly, sorry Opei Dx
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