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 Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 4:47 am
Guppi chuckled lightly, he had never had anyone so interested in him before, it felt nice to be wanted. "Yeah well, thats the way of our pride. I do have a boreing pelt, compared to you as well, you're very pretty to look at. Maybe not to my pride but certainly in my eyes." he smiled.
"The savannah huh? I hear it's very big and very dry out thre. My mother says she went there once upon a time. I'd like to see it some time."
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 1:01 pm
She tilted her head down a shyly at his words, letting herself slowly relax. If he wanted to hurt her, he certainly would have done so by now. And he seemed too kind for such violence anyway.
" It is really worth seeing. I already miss the wind. The trees stop any kind of breeze here. "
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 1:06 pm
Letting a gentle sigh roll off his lips guppi turned to look back the way he had come. "I should be getting back, they'll possibly miss me eventually. Will you still be here tomorrow? Maybe I can come back and see you before you leave?" he smiled, his soft lilac eyes looking over the young cheetahress.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 1:12 pm
She tilts her head, slowly leaning back from him. " We should still be in the area, yes... " Came the shy reply. She was about as used to attention as he was, since she tended to avoid creatures who weren't family.
Still, she had resolved to make a friend hadn't she..? Shuffling her paws nervously, she ducked her head down. " I'd like it.. if you came back... We could talk more. G- goodbye Guppi. " Once she managed to get the words out, she lifted her head slightly to give him a smile.
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 1:27 pm
Letting sa smile turn his pale lips the young ale leaned forwards and nudged her cheek gently. "I'll come back tomorrow." He grinned and turned, bouncing off through the undergrowth.
An idea had started to form in his head, how much would he acctually be missed? Not at all he guessed. Maybe if he made good enough friend with the little cheetah he could tag along to the savannah?
With this in mind he sped up a little, if nothing else he would spend one more night in the pride he had grown in and speak to his mother of his idea, to leave the pride and find a new, better life out there.
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