#misfitzgerald

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He doesn’t like when people creep up on him. Then again, he’s not sure they did much creeping in the first place. He was just caught off guard, head turns to stare at the other. “You know. Last person that managed to sneak up on me got a knife to the neck.” Not that he had a knife, but still. His nerves were definitely still on edge.

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Rhythm // (close)

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The petite shewolf stood by the small lake, moonlight cutting her form out of the darkness. She hummed to herself; a melody she had heard earlier today, dancing to it and caring but little for the newcomer for she was lost within her mind.

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Good fortune // (close)

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"Such a lovely sight to lay gaze upon. I shall trust to hope that you find great pleasure in the one that has claimed you, pup.” Galadrielle spoke softly, a touch of pride within her voice, for she always felt a spark of joy to ken that those she deemed above others had been claimed by Masters or Mistresses she respected.

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Thoughts on Julie

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"She is an outstanding pup and while I ken that not all would agree with me since she is after all still unclaimed. She is among the handful of female pups that I would claim if had held a sexual desire for women or if I was still willing to take pups under my wing. Her company is always enjoyable and calming. I shall trust to hope she would soon be claimed.”

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Beautiful features, her attitude can use a bit more refine. Maybe she’s nicer if I talk more to her.

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Anticlimactic // (close)

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One would think it improper of the petite shewolf to comment on the anticlimactic feeling coursing through her veins for such event had felt far less troublesome the second time it had occurred, even with a collar poisoning her around her neck. She was thoughtful, lost in such instance, when a gaze lingered upon her and her eyes rose to the one before her.