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Post by bruiser147 on Mar 25, 2013 4:40:50 GMT -8
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Post by trynx on Mar 25, 2013 7:11:17 GMT -8
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Post by GREYtheFLAILER on Mar 26, 2013 16:00:03 GMT -8
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The senses of foxes are very different from our own. The main sense with which we perceive the world is sight. We cannot know for sure which is the most important sense to a fox, but both hearing and smell must be important. "Their acute hearing is used to hunt small mammals and insects, for example by locating a mouse by the sounds it makes and then pouncing up to 2-3 metres to catch it." Smell is used to communicate but also to locate food. Foxes can detect food in a sealed bag or underground, as any person who has had a buried pet dug up will be able to confirm. The senses of foxes are very different from our own. The main sense with which we perceive the world is sight. We cannot know for sure which is the most important sense to a fox, but both hearing and smell must be important.
Their acute hearing is used to hunt small mammals and insects, for example by locating a mouse by the sounds it makes and then pouncing up to 2-3 metres to catch it. Smell is used to communicate but also to locate food. Foxes can detect food in a sealed bag or underground, as any person who has had a buried pet dug up will be able to confirm.The senses of foxes are very different from our own. The main sense with which we perceive the world is sight. We cannot know for sure which is the most important sense to a fox, but both hearing and smell must be important. Their acute hearing is used to hunt small mammals and insects, for example by locating a mouse by the sounds it makes and then pouncing up to 2-3 metres to catch it. Smell is used to communicate but also to locate food. Foxes can detect food in a sealed bag or underground, as any person who has had a buried pet dug up will be able to confirm.nnot know for sure which is the most important sense to a fox, but both hearing and smell must be important. Their acute hearing is used to hunt small mammals and insects, for example by locating a mouse by the sounds it makes and then pouncing up to 2-3 metres to catch it. Smell is used to communicate but also to locate food. Foxes can detect food in a sealed bag or underground, as any person who has had a buried pet dug up will be able to confirm.The senses of foxes are very different from our own. The main sense with which we perceive the world is sight. We cannot know for sure which is the most
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Post by bruiser147 on Mar 27, 2013 7:36:47 GMT -8
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Post by Ɲƴƭe- on Mar 27, 2013 13:32:49 GMT -8
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Post by sin on Mar 28, 2013 6:53:18 GMT -8
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G R A V E D I G G E R I'm not god, but I do have the heart of an angel.
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Post by dinobones on Mar 28, 2013 13:24:31 GMT -8
for any shadowclan cat, the shadows of the forest any night were comforting. they almost could have been friends, if not for the inability to chat like old friends. the shadows hid them even during the day time and allowed cats to sneak from point a to point b without being found. it often caused to belief that by nature shadowclan cats were shadowy characters without hearts that couldn't be trusted. that horrid belief couldn't have been more wrong, thought mousepaw as she made her way back to camp. she could almost hear the trilling laugh of her parents that she had left behind. they had needed privacy and she had long wished that they would become mates. not that it mattered to her if they did or didn't, goldencloud would always be her mom, even if it wasn't by birthright or blood. it almost seemed silly or her to base her relationships off blood. she was glad that she had talked to them she was beginning to miss the closeness to them that had always been so strong and apparent. ever since loudpaw, she hadn't been the same. even more recently, she had found lynxfoot. not found in the physical sense of course but in the emotion sense. they always seemed to flow well together and mousepaw truly believed that she lved him and the she had found the tom she thought loudpaw had been. so overall, she felt as though her life was going good. she surely had nothing to complain about in her life at the moment.
the only problems with being lost and thought and in a shadowy forest, like mousepaw was at the present time, is its a dangerous place. one can barely see in front of their nose sometimes. the danger for mousepaw cam in the form of a tawny red fox whose eyes glowed a yellowy color. the foxes skin clung to its skeleton, looking as though it hadn't eaten in ages. this creature had set its sights upon mousepaw. the young black cat was small, but a feast for the starving fox. her size brought forth another realization. a smaller cat surely couldn't put up much of a fight against him, hungry or not, right? with this in mind, the boney creature began to follow the young black cat, listening as the creature appeared to laugh and giggle at something going on in her mind. the dog fox, for it was clearly a male resisted the urge to smirk at the young cat and laugh as only a fix can. she was blind to the danger that faced it at that very moment, yet she smiled and giggled like her world wouldn't be coming to a drastic end.the fox was growing impatient and the speed of his flicking tail increased as his patience decreased. he ran through the shadows, checking to make sure the young black cat had no companions in the inky night. when he was sure she didn't, he rushed out and head butted her side.
poor mousepaw hadn't been paying any attention to her surroundings, though she scolded herself for it later, and the foxs attack caught her completely by surprise. she fell to the side, skidding into a nearby tree and stopping. the fear of her current situation paralyzed her and she just stood and watched as the fox came up to her, his eyes gleaming viciously. the bloodlust in his eyes was impossible to disguise and it was enough to save her from the bite to her neck that would have killed her if she hadn't wriggled out of the way in time. the fox tried again, his yellowing teeth driving for her belly this time. thankfully, mousepaw was ready. she ran her claws down the side of the foxes face, surely blinding him in his left eye. as natural, the tawny creature was enraged by the loss of sight in his eye. he reacted quickly, doing something that would leave mousepaw scarred for life. he dug his filthy claws into one of her own eyes. when he retracted his paw, she was sure her eye would come with it. she hadn't the nerve to cry out for help, her mind was filled of thoughts of forever being blind in her right eye. however, mousepaws wits had not left her and she lunged forward, digging her teeth into his throat.an eye for an eye and a throat for a throat. mousepaw thought gravely. the dog fox had realized that this fight was not going to go well for him and he began to struggle.
the sheer enormity of her injury was beginning to affect her, her head growing woozy. she let the fox go. the tawny creature stared and her and barked what was probably a stream of curses at her and was gone. mousepaw hadn't the energy to do anything but lay there, stunned. she could feel her right eye seeping blood, but it felt more like tears streaming down her face. she blinked her eyes twice, wondering how much less she could see. the entire right side of her vision was black, black where there had once been colors and moonbeams. she wanted to cry, she wanted to burst into tears. more than anything, she wanted the encounter to have been a nightmare. she wanted to blink open her eyes and be able to see everything. she wanted to wake up and feel heavypaw beside her. mousepaw knew that was impossible. there was no way he could have been in the realm of dreams. nothing about that logic made sense. mousepaw curled onto her belly, lifted her head and let out a high pitched keening wail that anyone could hear in the silent night. how could this happen to her, after everything that was finally going right? how was this fair? she would take loudpaw leaving her again if she could just have her vision back. she looked at they stars and one question formed on her lips, a simple question in theory but no one could challenge the emotions behind it. why?
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Post by nudge on Mar 29, 2013 10:21:27 GMT -8
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Post by dinobones on Mar 30, 2013 10:52:37 GMT -8
cruentilla roza di vinci cruentilla roza di vinci wasn't known for being a weak creature, wasn't known for giving into her weaknesses, no matter what they were. part of her would always blame her lack of maternal instincts for this behavior, which as per usual could always be blamed on the fact that she was barren. no, she would feel no maternal stirrings in her mind. she would never be able to love a pup, the stupid war had taken care of that. did it make her bitter? despite herself, she knew the answer to that but still lied to herself. yes, it was the real reason she was bitter towards other females, bu she still insisted that the war had done it to her. cruentilla snorted. " bathed in blood " was the supposed mean of cruentilla. it was a most fitting name, if an add on that she had put there herself. yet to most, she still introduced herself as roza. not many dogs liked her name, claiming it to be uncivilized. and that was no good for someone such as herself, a prostitute by default. a career with enough benefits by her standards. she didn't spot the brute, no she heard his prescence within the chains rattling around his neck. and then by the dull footfalls that grew louder as the dog grew closer. cruentilla didn't even bother to turn her head, not sparing the brute a glance much less her undivided attention. he would have to earn it, would have to earn even that small ammount of recognition. hello dearest[/color] the deep voice of a larger dog only came as a relief. it didn't come with any stabs of desire on her part. which said enough that she finally cast a bored glance at the male, her expression clearly disinterested. a german shepherd brute, which was normally enough to get her excited but actually did very little in the way of excitement. he was average for his breed, nothing like joseph. hello dearest. it was practically a purr, if a bored one. she sounded much like a lover speaking to another lover that she'd simply grown bored with. the names roza di vinci, however you can simply call me roza. what a smart dog she was. never give away ones reall name. such a thing was deadly. she gave the brute on last glance before turning her attention back towards the water. rhazorn pack | female | 2 years | coal | purebred collie [/div][/center]
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Post by Ɲƴƭe- on Mar 31, 2013 16:15:46 GMT -8
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Post by iris on Apr 1, 2013 12:02:40 GMT -8
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Post by fangster on Apr 1, 2013 14:04:06 GMT -8
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The senses of foxes are very different from our own. The main sense with which we perceive the world is sight. We cannot know for sure which is the most important sense to a fox, but both hearing and smell must be important. "Text!" Their acute hearing is used to hunt small mammals and insects, for example by locating a mouse by the sounds it makes and then pouncing up to 2-3 metres to catch it. Smell is used to communicate but also to locate food. Foxes can detect food in a sealed bag or underground, as any person who has had a buried pet dug up will be able to confirm.The senses of foxes are very different from our own. The main sense with which we perceive the world is sight. We cannot know for sure which is the most important sense to a fox, but both hearing and smell must be important.
» Their acute hearing is used to hunt small mammals and insects, for example by locating a mouse by the sounds it makes and then pouncing up to 2-3 metres to catch it. Smell is used to communicate but also to locate food. Foxes can detect food in a sealed bag or underground, as any person who has had a buried pet dug up will be able to confirm.The senses of foxes are very different from our own. The main sense with which we perceive the world is sight. We cannot know for sure which is the most important sense to a fox, but both hearing and smell must be important. Their acute hearing is used to hunt small mammals and insects, for example by locating a mouse by the sounds it makes and then pouncing up to 2-3 metres to catch it. Smell is used to communicate but also to locate food. Foxes can detect food in a sealed bag or underground, as any person who has had a buried pet dug up will be able to confirm.nnot know for sure which is the most important sense to a fox, but both hearing and smell must be important. Their acute hearing is used to hunt small mammals and insects, for example by locating a mouse by the sounds it makes and then pouncing up to 2-3 metres to catch it. Smell is used to communicate but also to locate food. Foxes can detect food in a sealed bag or underground, as any person who has had a buried pet dug up will be able to confirm.The senses of foxes are very different from our own. The main sense with which we perceive the world is sight. We cannot know for sure which is the most
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Post by darkmoon on Apr 1, 2013 14:21:13 GMT -8
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After the kisses had been over and done with, it was a gentle nudge upon her cheek, a warm sense of direction and guidance. That sent the pup bounding off in the way Andie showed her. Tiny, stubby legs carried her across the beach, as she trailed beside the collie, tail wagging and all. The sand curving to the weight of her paws, giving way easily, no bother to fight her pressure. The lose skin she had not yet grown into shifted and slid over her body as she walked along. The young girl was well built, except for a slight overdose of calcium in her front legs which made them bow inwards a little bit. But it was something she would grow out of with the proper nutrition.
Her family always struggled, and really didn't focus on how much of what she got. Mother always had a lot to do, watching out for and feeding ten puppies was quite the task. Mind wandered back to them as they traveled, just hoping they had survived this chaos, it was all she could do was hope for the best. She was safe now, and need not worry about her any longer, even though they probably did, since they didn't know what happened to her or her brother. Just as her concern for them remained, it was always there, sitting at the back of her mind, waiting to come forth and pick at her once more.
Shaking her head, she would try to free her mind of such thoughts, like birds releasing from a cage. The trip was peaceful, but there were many things to keep the pups mind occupied from something other than the past. A few other dogs here and there, that watched them as they passed, and Tawni had to hold back her desire to go and greet the strangers. The sun shone down upon her face, and birds made themselves known with their songs while scavenging for food on the streets. A little bit of rain would greet them, which she welcomed. It was cooling, the last bit they would get before summer hit them full force. Ears pricked as Andie went on and on, it was helpful to keep her mind busy from painful memories. Although Andie warned her about the abandoned buildings she made a note in her adventurous mind to check them out later. What was life without a little rebellion?
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Post by fangster on Apr 1, 2013 16:47:58 GMT -8
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The senses of foxes are very different from our own. The main sense with which we perceive the world is sight. We cannot know for sure which is the most important sense to a fox, but both hearing and smell must be important. "Text!" Their acute hearing is used to hunt small mammals and insects, for example by locating a mouse by the sounds it makes and then pouncing up to 2-3 metres to catch it. Smell is used to communicate but also to locate food. Foxes can detect food in a sealed bag or underground, as any person who has had a buried pet dug up will be able to confirm.The senses of foxes are very different from our own. The main sense with which we perceive the world is sight. We cannot know for sure which is the most important sense to a fox, but both hearing and smell must be important.
» Their acute hearing is used to hunt small mammals and insects, for example by locating a mouse by the sounds it makes and then pouncing up to 2-3 metres to catch it. Smell is used to communicate but also to locate food. Foxes can detect food in a sealed bag or underground, as any person who has had a buried pet dug up will be able to confirm.The senses of foxes are very different from our own. The main sense with which we perceive the world is sight. We cannot know for sure which is the most important sense to a fox, but both hearing and smell must be important. Their acute hearing is used to hunt small mammals and insects, for example by locating a mouse by the sounds it makes and then pouncing up to 2-3 metres to catch it. Smell is used to communicate but also to locate food. Foxes can detect food in a sealed bag or underground, as any person who has had a buried pet dug up will be able to confirm.nnot know for sure which is the most important sense to a fox, but both hearing and smell must be important. Their acute hearing is used to hunt small mammals and insects, for example by locating a mouse by the sounds it makes and then pouncing up to 2-3 metres to catch it. Smell is used to communicate but also to locate food. Foxes can detect food in a sealed bag or underground, as any person who has had a buried pet dug up will be able to confirm.The senses of foxes are very different from our own. The main sense with which we perceive the world is sight. We cannot know for sure which is the most
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