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Post by rowes on Jun 29, 2008 14:08:48 GMT -5
Kimbalia stumbled as she tripped on a fallen tree branch. Collecting herself she continued to spread her scent around the familiar land. She was giggling to herself after eating some strange looking plants. She was now in standing heat and looking for a male to come and cover her. She tripped again this time over her own paws and landed on her face. Groaning she rolled onto her back and kicked her legs in the air. ''Hello.'' she shouted. She sneezed them lay still waiting for someone to find her.
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Post by {L|uvyluv} on Jun 30, 2008 12:42:37 GMT -5
Ocala, someone who knows these parts, walked out of the bush. "Hello. Name's Ocala. You shouldn't be here. Bad wolves." He said inching closer. His breath was rugged. He had just come from another female. He sucked in the smell of her. His nostrils flared. "You know, someone like you deserves to have pups." He said grinning. "May I?" He said coming closer. His tail brushed across her legs.
Devon walked out. He eyed Ocala. Hoping he wouldn't breed her, or he would do it fast. He wanted to sire more pups. He waited behind a large tree trunk.
Ocala chuckled and mounted roughly, And inserted himself. He moved back and forth chuckling and grunting. He pushed deeper and moved faster. He sighed and closed his eyes. He pushed deeper and moved even faster. His blood was rushing and his breath jerked. He pushed deeper and groaned. He growled and groaned with pleasure and pain, mostly pleasure. His breathing was jerkish and he groaned and jumped off, his heart thumping. He barked and ran off.
Devon jumped out and mounted. He pushed in, being more experienced then Ocala, he swayed side to side. Pushing even deeper, he proved himself. He pushed deeper and faster, groaning with pleasure.
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Post by rowes on Jul 14, 2008 11:36:13 GMT -5
She sneezed again trying to keep her balence under the heavy male. She kept her tail a side and waited paitiently.
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Post by {L|uvyluv} on Jul 26, 2008 14:36:53 GMT -5
He pushed in, and nipped at her neck, trying to keep her up. His breath steadied with the rythem of his body moving. He gave one last deep push and jumped off, taking to the woods.
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