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Post by Lapara on Mar 17, 2009 19:16:12 GMT -8
On the other side of the Forest Hunting Grounds, there is a rushing river that no one dares swim in. They try to avoid it, but when they do need to cross, there is a fallen tree. This is where people role play and painted dogs cross to the Loner Fields.
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Post by Lapara on Mar 24, 2009 17:54:29 GMT -8
(( OOC: Continued from the Forest Hunting grounds. )) Lapara came to the river. She saw a fallen log and hopped on. It was so slippery she had to hang on with her nails. She slided onto the other side and looked back. How was she going to get back? Oh well. She would just slide across again. (( OOC: Continued in Loner Fields. ))
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