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Post by Feral on Jan 22, 2011 4:49:09 GMT -5
[/center] "Boss, boss, what do you think? Boss? Boss!" "Huh?" The earthen hued canine shook his head. Looking down on the fluffier, green dog who sat at the bottom step. Standing at the top of the deck, Damon glanced at the door behind him. It had long since been knocked loose from its hinges. "I said, do you want us to hunt deer or boar today?" "I want a fish!" Piped up a younger voice from the green dog's right. "No one cares what you want, snack cake." A female voice echoed from beneath the deck. She crawled out from under the wooden structure, shaking dirt from her coat. The green dog stepped between the two. "Hey now, no need for that. We're all friends here aren't w-ow!" In mid sentence he yelped, leaping into the air in surprise. Whipping about, he licked his bitten tail. "Huh-heh." A brutish chuckle answered, as the Leonburger licked his chops. The pink, younger dog cowered away from him. "No need hunt. Eat them. Heh-huh.""Pipe down, mutts." Their leader spoke at last, ruffling his fur with a shake. "Sarbi, you will go hunt some quail. Tielo, take Mabon and go fishing. Nanaue, you're with me. Deerstalker is already scouting ahead. Let's go." The Kuvasz mix finished his orders with a voice that was as commanding as his presence. Leaping down from the porch of their old owner's home, the group split off to their hunting duties.
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