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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2016 12:18 pm
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Zambarau had begun to change, a change that all species go through and none were very elegant - he tried his utmost to be as smooth as possible, but it just wasn't in the books for him. Longer legs, ones that were just a touch off from his over all body size.
All this growth seemed to happen over night for the wild dog and so he decided, painful or not, he needed some exercise and not that he would admit, practice in his 'new' body. Of course on this day it seemed that everyone was out and about so he tried to remain calm.
Each step felt like a possible dive, like he'd meet the ground in a fell swoop, but he managed to remain steady, on all four and in motion. Feeling pretty proud he was beaming in every direction.
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Posted: Wed Nov 23, 2016 7:21 pm
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The Wood House leader was out and about today. Well, she called herself a leader, but she was the only one that had failed to procure members in her house. She was the only one that had failed in swaying anyone into her house.
No one wished to be historians, or perhaps they just felt displeased with her. Still, every other house had at least a second member. She was so disappointed in herself, she could feel it bubble in her chest, a complete failure she had been.
She bit back the feeling that tried to overflow in her chest and walked calmly along a set path to the central area of the pack. The center was a house-neutral area, though Tav normally spent all her time in her own house's area.
Perhaps, she wondered, there were younger dogs that might be inspired to join her house, if she could not get passing lone-dogs to join her journey of the past.
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