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Phee Moderator Posts: 331	seven minutes in heaven — open Jul 30, 2014 17:56:07 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Back to Top Post by Phee on Jul 30, 2014 17:56:07 GMT -5 Redhawk had been feeling rather energetic today, so the wiry tom was out on a run, covering the border between the Draftinites and the Aquanites at a jog. Ah, it felt good to run; he loved the feeling of the wind in his fur.

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seven minutes in heaven — open Jul 30, 2014 18:11:40 GMT -5

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Post by Gilliam on Jul 30, 2014 18:11:40 GMT -5

Hummels had been strolling about the borders, doing his own patrol of sorts. Draftinite was small which, without a doubt, made them more vulnerable; and so he was on high alert when it came to the neighboring territories.

The cougar's ears perked up as he heard the sound of paws hitting the ground, hitting the ground fast - was someone running? More importantly, were they running from something? It was then that Redhawk's scent drifted into his nostrils.

"Redhawk! What are you doing?"

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seven minutes in heaven — open Jul 30, 2014 18:16:30 GMT -5

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Post by Phee on Jul 30, 2014 18:16:30 GMT -5

Slowing to a halt as a familiar voice called out, Redhawk twisted his head around to peer at Hummels, giving a wave of his tail in greeting. "Oh, hello... I'm not doing much, really. Just going for a morning jog; I suppose it's a border patrol, too." the Bengal added thoughtfully. Two birds with one stone... that was the expression, right? "What are you doing all the way out here?" he queried.

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seven minutes in heaven — open Jul 30, 2014 18:48:30 GMT -5

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Post by Gilliam on Jul 30, 2014 18:48:30 GMT -5

"Why, just the same thing as you were - however, minus the jogging part. I don't have time for such antics, Redhawk," Hummels informed him with a curt nod, taking a large step closer to the tom. "Do you mind if I join you? You can jog, but I might just follow you from behind, walking. Two is better than one, hm?"

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seven minutes in heaven — open Jul 30, 2014 19:09:27 GMT -5

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Post by daydreams on Jul 30, 2014 19:09:27 GMT -5

Dramatenia was not the one for running around on her paws, but she guessed she could. Padding over, she flicked her ears up looking at Lord Hummels, looking at the higher up for a moment with respect before mewing. "I'll take a jog as well."

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seven minutes in heaven — open Jul 30, 2014 19:56:52 GMT -5

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Post by Phee on Jul 30, 2014 19:56:52 GMT -5

Chuckling at the leader's comment, Redhawk nodded to Dramatenia before answering Hummels. "Of course you can accompany me, Hummels; I'll slow down a little to allow your old bones some rest." he teased. Truthfully, the reddish Bengal had no idea how old the leader was, but a little bit of humor never hurt anybody.

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seven minutes in heaven — open Jul 30, 2014 20:34:55 GMT -5

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Post by kat on Jul 30, 2014 20:34:55 GMT -5

_{Deadline was watching quietly from a tree above. She liked it up high, since always. Memories were resurfacing her mind. The cat say in the tree, with her squirrel friend. He'd help her not kill herself. The small rodent talked to her, like no one else did. Shaking her head and looking away, the fluffy cat's attention was brought to the sound of mumbles. The green eyes scanned and found the group. She saw Hummels first. Then Redhawk and Dramatenia. Deadline climbed down slowly. She made her way over, wondering what they were doing. The chocolate car dipped her head as a greeting.}

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Post by Phee on Jul 30, 2014 17:56:07 GMT -5

Post by Gilliam on Jul 30, 2014 18:11:40 GMT -5

Post by Phee on Jul 30, 2014 18:16:30 GMT -5

Post by Gilliam on Jul 30, 2014 18:48:30 GMT -5

Post by daydreams on Jul 30, 2014 19:09:27 GMT -5

Post by Phee on Jul 30, 2014 19:56:52 GMT -5

Post by kat on Jul 30, 2014 20:34:55 GMT -5

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