Clio of the Kush
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Registered: Apr 10, 2016 0:29:56 GMT -8
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Post by Clio of the Kush on Jul 11, 2016 9:20:21 GMT -8
There was a mirror inside the house, Clio tried to tell Tommy she hadn't pulled out any fur but he was too erratic. She'd let him. Find out himself. "So Haile, was there anything else you needed help with? I should really check on Tommy."
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Enigma
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Roleplay posts: 164 
Age: 25 or 987
Physical Description: Human: Enigma appears to be a human male around the age of 25. He has jet black hair which falls just past his jawline. He has one light blue eye and one dark brown eye. He stands at 6'1'' with an average build, not as well muscled as a warrior or fighter would be.
Dragon: Enigma is a black dragon of imposing size in his full dragon form, which is around the size of a dragon approaching over one thousand years old. Enigma's eye colors are the same while in this form as they are in human form.
Dragon Species: European Dragon
Size: length - 70 ft height - 37 ft
Clothes and Equipment: In his human form Enigma wears whatever clothes is available to him. Whether these be simply rags or perhaps a nice set of leather it does not matter. The clothes he happens to be wearing at the time are destroyed when he enters dragon form either way.
Player's online availability : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dQw4w9WgXcQ
Registered: Aug 25, 2015 19:17:01 GMT -8
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Post by Enigma on Jul 11, 2016 20:47:48 GMT -8
Enigma would walk off eventually, still somewhat confused as to what that furry thing named Tommy was. Luckily his confusion and surprise at how energetic and cheerful the creature was sufficed in keeping him distracted enough from doing something he would once again regret. Soon after leaving the group however and walking through the fields alone once again, he would find himself to no longer be alone. That same voice that was always there, always taunting him, would return, casting a shadow of doubt over him.
It told him many things he should have done, kill them, rob them. They were weak and deserved to die for that alone, the voice would say. It even urged him to turn around and go back, maybe there would be something worth taking in that house Tommy ran into. For now however, Enigma would be able to resist and keep moving forward, towards The Celadine Hills.
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Haile of the Kush
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Roleplay posts: 16
Physical Description: Haile is an old giant, eleven feet tall or so, lanky and wrinkly. His worn skin is leathery and ritualistically scarred to mark some event that happened so long ago that it doesn't even matter anymore. His brown hair and beard grow long with small braids and beads in both.
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Clothes and Equipment: He doesn't usually wear much. Heavy hide cloaks in the winter when it gets too cold. Otherwise he wears fur-lined boots, a loincloth, and the occasional animal-skin armband if he feels like dressing up.
Nor does he usually carry weapons. Though he has a favorite tree-sized club he takes with him on his frequent travels. His size alone is usually enough to keep most threats away.
He does, however, carry a small (to him) leather pouch. Inside he keeps loose papers, odds and ends, and the medicines that get him through the day.
Nearly everything he carries he made himself, made from bones, horn, and hide.
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Registered: Jun 9, 2016 12:42:29 GMT -8
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Post by Haile of the Kush on Jul 13, 2016 15:59:42 GMT -8
Haile watches the stranger walk away into the cannabis fields. What an odd encounter. When Clio speaks he turns to her to say, "No. Thank you for helping." The big friendly giant finally stands up, towering over everything. "Come see me, soon. If you want. I'll tell what's in the notes. And the letters."
With that, Haile leaves Clio to tend to Tommy the pet person. Unless someone says anything to him, he ambles away from the plantation house, his pouch secure to his belt. Down he goes along the dirt road until it becomes just a dirt path. Further into the woods the path becomes just a trail. Away from Clio and Tommy, away from the rest of the Kush Clan, Haile finally makes it home.
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Clio of the Kush
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Roleplay posts: 55
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Post by Clio of the Kush on Jul 16, 2016 20:56:07 GMT -8
"Will do! Bye Haile!" Clio waves goodbye to the giant and heads inside to see what Tommy was doing, "Tommy? Hey, I didn't pull that hard."
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Tommy
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Roleplay posts: 45
Physical Description: Has gray hair, two cat ears and two dog ears peeking from under his hair. His fur is timtamnium white, and silky smooth to touch. His fuzzy tail wiggles when he's exited, frustrated, or needs to pee. These coincide more often than one might think.
Clothes and Equipment: Has a brightly coloured, striped T-shirt he has been wearing forever. He wears similarly coloured underwear below the shirt.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 11:25:11 GMT -8
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Post by Tommy on Jul 18, 2016 12:39:52 GMT -8
Clio walked in to his house, finding Tommy not in front of a mirror, but rather, lying on a couch without a care in the world. "Oh!" He exclaimed his surprise. "I know. I saw no thing there. What're we gon plays next?" Tommy had moved on from the incident, clearly.
"Hallo? The others went went away went? Tommy hears long distances!" He seemed exceedingly proud of his many ears. "Tha's fine tho. Tommy likes being alon with Clio. Tommy likes Clio better!" He swooshed upright and gestured Clio to join him. He beamed with exhausting amounts of energy. "Comes! I has an idea for a game!"
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Clio of the Kush
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Roleplay posts: 55
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Post by Clio of the Kush on Jul 18, 2016 13:44:44 GMT -8
"Yeah, they left." Clio was relieved when she entered, she came over to the couch as Tommy suggested. She smiles as she sits down, happy from Tommy's compliments. "A Game? What kind?"
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Tommy
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Roleplay posts: 45
Physical Description: Has gray hair, two cat ears and two dog ears peeking from under his hair. His fur is timtamnium white, and silky smooth to touch. His fuzzy tail wiggles when he's exited, frustrated, or needs to pee. These coincide more often than one might think.
Clothes and Equipment: Has a brightly coloured, striped T-shirt he has been wearing forever. He wears similarly coloured underwear below the shirt.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 11:25:11 GMT -8
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Post by Tommy on Jul 21, 2016 23:46:18 GMT -8
Tommy slid his hand across Clio's waist and looked her in the eyes. He was silently trembling with excitement. "I wanna play house!" He blurted. The flushed cat person looked away embarrassedly. "You can be the mommy and I can be the daddy! You can make the foods and I can read the newzpapers! And then, we can go and haf a bath togehter!" The couch was very clearly vibrating now. "I've seens how the homans do it, and I- I wanna do it too. And Clio is like the best mommy ever! You're so sweet and pretty... And a good cooks too." Tommy hurred timidly. "S- So Tommy wants a family w- with Miss Clio!"
Tommy fidgeted nervously awaiting a response.
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Clio of the Kush
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Post by Clio of the Kush on Jul 22, 2016 12:12:24 GMT -8
Tommy's proximity to her made her a little nervous but then she was surprised when he said about playing house. "Play house?"
She listened to him explain further and watched his expressions, does he actually mean play house? Or is he saying he wants a relationship? Tommy seems to really like her, she likes Tommy too, he's very cute and funny.
"Oh Tommy... You say play house, but I get the feeling you don't just want to pretend. Am I right?" Clio blushes asking Tommy, she's really embarrassed now, she's never talked to anyone about something like this before. "I mean, whatever you mean, I'm up for it... we could give it a try."
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Tommy
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Roleplay posts: 45
Physical Description: Has gray hair, two cat ears and two dog ears peeking from under his hair. His fur is timtamnium white, and silky smooth to touch. His fuzzy tail wiggles when he's exited, frustrated, or needs to pee. These coincide more often than one might think.
Clothes and Equipment: Has a brightly coloured, striped T-shirt he has been wearing forever. He wears similarly coloured underwear below the shirt.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 11:25:11 GMT -8
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Post by Tommy on Jul 27, 2016 4:20:18 GMT -8
Tommy smiles when Clio calls out his 'game'. It wasn't the over-enthusiastic grin he usually wore, but a face of honest gladness. For Tommy, it had always been a game, that was how he got through life. When people were chasing him with pitchforks, he gave himself ten points for every mile he could run. When he was starving, he thought of it as a challenging tresure hunt. But now, being with her... Maybe that was reward in and ofitself.
"Thank you, Clio." She was blushing, Tommy thought that looked funny, but it suited her well. "I wasn't sure if you liked me. I can't always speak like homans do, I'm not even homan to begin with. I'm not of many muscles either, mostly. But since I met you, Clio, I felt like I could do anythink! And I cans protect you, and your haus. As long as you'll be there's for me."
Tommy leaned in closer. "dis is where the mommy and daddy kiss for the first time. Very romantic.", he whispered. He let his words linger in the moment. His whiskers stroke the air as he felt the sensations he got this close to Clio. Perhaps Clio was tickled by them. Maybe she was excited, it occurred to Tommy. She smelled of earth and grass and rain. It reminded Tommy of the many days and nights spent wandering alone. Days when he wished for Company and nights when he needed it.
Her timidness hid a faint desire. She was still tentative, but Tommy was certain that his feelings were real. For this reason, Tommy felt he had to show how he truly felt. It occurred to him this was his first time doing anything like this. He hoped with all his Tommy might she wouldn't have second thoughts and run away.
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Clio of the Kush
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Post by Clio of the Kush on Jul 27, 2016 10:08:30 GMT -8
"Y-yeah, of course I like you. You've really grown on me in the small amount of time I've known you. That's very sweet of you to want to do that." Clio responded to his first few lines of dialogue. She get red in the face as Tommy gets closer and says about mommy and daddy kissing. She wasn't quite sure of his full intentions, with him referring to bot of them as mommy and daddy, or if he was even smart enough to understand that.
She calmed and just let it happen, her blush lightened and she kissed Tommy. She had kissed someone before so she knew what to do to make a good kiss, leaning in to Tommy clutching one of his hands. After that first kiss, Clio wanted a little more, it had been a long time since she had a boyfriend. She gets on Tommy's lap with her legs around his back and wraps her arms around him for an embrace before kissing him again, more passionately. She lets out a quiet moan while kissing Tommy with her eyes closed.
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Tommy
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Roleplay posts: 45
Physical Description: Has gray hair, two cat ears and two dog ears peeking from under his hair. His fur is timtamnium white, and silky smooth to touch. His fuzzy tail wiggles when he's exited, frustrated, or needs to pee. These coincide more often than one might think.
Clothes and Equipment: Has a brightly coloured, striped T-shirt he has been wearing forever. He wears similarly coloured underwear below the shirt.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 11:25:11 GMT -8
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Post by Tommy on Jul 29, 2016 10:54:28 GMT -8
It was a more passionate sensation than what Tommy had expected. As Clio wrung herself around Tommy, her quiet sounds of pleasure vibrated through his spine, making his head feel numb. His fingers ran through her hair, tangling to her soft strands and holding her tight. His other hand was seized by Clio. He folded their fingers so he cold feel the smoothness of her skin, and she would be warmed by his bushy fur.
Tommy was so happy he could cry. It wasn’t because he was making out on the sofa with a beautiful Kush girl. After all, there were all kinds of freaky women all over the world who’d pay a small fortune to spend a night with a bestial creature such as Tommy. No, what mattered to him the most was that she listened, without ridiculing, without seeing him as just a punchline to a bad joke. She listened, she understood, she comprehended his pain. Tommy was falling for her, fatally plunging down like a wounded angel.
Tommy's ears twitched. His nose twitched. Below his waist, something else twitched as well. Clio was in such a close proximity that she was sure to feel the tension rising. This was no mere lust. Tommy knew in his heart that they were meant to be together. “Clio”, he broke the silence with a trembling voice. “Can I..?” He left the question open. Clio would know what he meant.
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Clio of the Kush
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Post by Clio of the Kush on Jul 31, 2016 16:31:16 GMT -8
Clio was enjoying this more than she thought she would. Tommy's fur was so soft, it felt nice. Sitting on Tommy's lap she could feel his member rising and when the kiss broke she looked down to see it trying to escape from his stripey panties. "Uhh..." Clio blushed, she was nervous again, "Y-you want to... mate?"
Clio thought to herself that this wasn't right. Tommy wasn't human, but then again he wasn't quite a beast, would this be taboo? Clio was worried for her status, she didn't really socialize much with other clan members, but she still worried that she might get bad talked. Tommy was different though, different from any person she'd encountered. He's sentient and sweet, maybe this could be okay. "I... hold on!"
Clio grabs a wooden spoon and throws it at the nearby window, knocking the blind cover down. With the window shut, she felt a lot more comfortable, she didn't want anyone coming along and catching her in a potentially scandalous act. "Ah-Okay... Tommy, I'll let you."
Clio scoots back and reaches her hands under her skirt to pull her panties off, after that she opened up her top to allow her boobs to be let free. She was now exposed for Tommy and was prepared to let him advance on her. She looked up and gave him a smile with her face flush from embarrassment.
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Tommy
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Roleplay posts: 45
Physical Description: Has gray hair, two cat ears and two dog ears peeking from under his hair. His fur is timtamnium white, and silky smooth to touch. His fuzzy tail wiggles when he's exited, frustrated, or needs to pee. These coincide more often than one might think.
Clothes and Equipment: Has a brightly coloured, striped T-shirt he has been wearing forever. He wears similarly coloured underwear below the shirt.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 11:25:11 GMT -8
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Post by Tommy on Aug 1, 2016 12:25:15 GMT -8
Tommy sensed a ting of discomfort when Clio said that word. It was like a bowl of cold water tossed on his back. Mate. Just what those other women wanted. No. Not this time. In a rush of anxiety and desperation, Tommy held Clio tight like his life depended on it. He pressed her tightly against the settee and, in his exigency, pleaded: "Not mate! Tommy loves Clio. Tommy won't leave Clio evens if she won't make pups for Tommy. Tommy only need Clio for being happy."
Despite what he was saying, Tommy's pupils were dilating wildly, his breathing was hot and his fuzzy paws were already either fondling Clio's now-revealed bust or holding her firmly in place. "Clio's... Breasts feel good..." He shivered throughout. The trembling was a sign Tommy's heat. Not the seasonal phenomena of most bests, this was something only certain females could wake within him.
He was moving faster now, and started using his hands more roughly. "Clio's skin... So smooth..." He gently nibbled on her earlobe like a piece of jerky and slipped his hand downwards. She felt amazing there too. The urge to take her was strong. Tommy wanted to make her feel good, and he knew that if he let his instincts run free, he might risk his animal side have her too forcefully. The will to protect her from harm was strong... But the beast was stronger.
"Clio... Please don't hate me for this." His voice had almost a slight edge to it. It was deeper, more profound. It asserted that the point of no return was too far gone. As he pulled down her pants, Tommy moaned bestially. Even if Clio was alarmed by this change... It would be too late to go back now.
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Tommy
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Roleplay posts: 45
Physical Description: Has gray hair, two cat ears and two dog ears peeking from under his hair. His fur is timtamnium white, and silky smooth to touch. His fuzzy tail wiggles when he's exited, frustrated, or needs to pee. These coincide more often than one might think.
Clothes and Equipment: Has a brightly coloured, striped T-shirt he has been wearing forever. He wears similarly coloured underwear below the shirt.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 11:25:11 GMT -8
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Post by Tommy on Aug 17, 2016 13:14:23 GMT -8
It was a night of rough but pleasant feelings. A lot of scratching had happened. Clio had been very lenient on what Tommy was able to do to her, and Tommy took every opportunity he could to his advantages. See, Tommy was a beast in nature. He had instincts. There were things he did without much thought. Reproduction. Mating. He did those things not because he wanted to, but because he had to.
Clio, on the other hand, felt like someone Tommy could trust. He hoped she could still see him as he wanter her to see him, even after he had all but forced himself onto her. These thoughts were swirling, buzzing in his head when he woke one fuzzy arm wrapped around Clio's torso. They had both fallen asleep cuddling. Tommy didn't want to wake her, instead he chose to just smell the mind numbing scent of her hair. It could have been hash, but Tommy didn't care. It was a feeling of serenity he had not felt in a long time.
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Clio of the Kush
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Post by Clio of the Kush on Aug 17, 2016 16:14:30 GMT -8
Clio was beginning to awaken from the previous night of hard, wild sex with Tommy. She had been wet all over from sweat and love fluids. Tommy was something else when it came to sex, he was a beast in bed. Though it was a little scary at first, Clio soon got used to it and began to love the way he fucked her. She let him go all out and do what he wanted with her for however long he wished until they were both tired.
"Mnn..." Her head moved and her eyes began to flutter open, the first thing she saw was Tommy's striped shirt close to her and could see it moving from Tommy breathing. "Eh? Tommy?"
As she was beginning to wake fully the gears in her head started turning again and she remembered fully what all happened, she glanced down at her exposed breasts and private area. She feels the inside of her vagina with her fingers, it's dried up by now, and she feels a slightly wet spot on the couch where the ejaculate has drained out overnight.
Echhh, well that'll probably stain...
She looks up at Tommy with her right hand on his chest. "Morning."
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Tommy
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Roleplay posts: 45
Physical Description: Has gray hair, two cat ears and two dog ears peeking from under his hair. His fur is timtamnium white, and silky smooth to touch. His fuzzy tail wiggles when he's exited, frustrated, or needs to pee. These coincide more often than one might think.
Clothes and Equipment: Has a brightly coloured, striped T-shirt he has been wearing forever. He wears similarly coloured underwear below the shirt.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 11:25:11 GMT -8
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Post by Tommy on Aug 20, 2016 13:12:26 GMT -8
Tommy smiles with content. He moves a little bit closer in his reverie and lets out a satisfied grunt.
"Good morning Clio dear. Didya sleep well?", he says as he strokes her hair. He had no care for what was to happen after this. Tommy was glad, moved that Clio would be so accepting of him. They had used no contraceptive, but Tommy felt like this is what he wanted, and that Clio wanted it too. He had a foreboding that their future would end up well.
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Clio of the Kush
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Post by Clio of the Kush on Aug 20, 2016 13:52:04 GMT -8
"Y-yeah, I was out cold. What about you? How was your sleep?" Clio asks, while putting her boobs away and looking for the rest of her clothes. Was she supposed to meet anyone? She didn't believe so. Clio slips her panties back on and goes into her bed room to put on some short-shorts and leggings. She comes back out to see what Tommy is up to.
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Tommy
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Roleplay posts: 45
Physical Description: Has gray hair, two cat ears and two dog ears peeking from under his hair. His fur is timtamnium white, and silky smooth to touch. His fuzzy tail wiggles when he's exited, frustrated, or needs to pee. These coincide more often than one might think.
Clothes and Equipment: Has a brightly coloured, striped T-shirt he has been wearing forever. He wears similarly coloured underwear below the shirt.
Registered: Mar 21, 2016 11:25:11 GMT -8
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Post by Tommy on Aug 23, 2016 11:19:21 GMT -8
Tommy had thrown his usual outfit onto the rug, where they had been spared from the splash damage. His verily accurate nose deduced that they'd be good for several more days. He sweated through his mouth anyway so it was no bother. His mind wandered to the night and everything. He chose not to dwell on it. The idea of responsibility seemed too much to bear.
Instead, he decided to adopt some good manners, and cook his partner some sweet tea. He rustled through Clio's cabinets, looking for the right sort, but he couldn't tell which leaves were tea and which weren't. There were red one's and prickly one's and one's that hummed the word "Shawtygotlowlowlow"... He did the only logical thing to do. He sampled the leaves.
When Clio entered, Tommy was sitting cross-legged on the floor with a tea strainer on his head. "I couldn't findsh the tea..." He mummed, as his eye spun around their centrum. He emitted a light hurring sound.
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Clio of the Kush
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Post by Clio of the Kush on Aug 23, 2016 11:46:12 GMT -8
Clio laughs and comes over to Tommy. "I've got this."
Clio would take the stuff needed for tea and make a pot. She pours two cups, one for Tommy if he wants it. "Are you a tea drinker? I also have sugar if you like that in tea, don't use too much though."
She sips some of her own town, "Thank you for last night Tommy...I enjoyed it."
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The Keata Tribe
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Registered: Aug 21, 2016 22:40:45 GMT -8
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Post by The Keata Tribe on Aug 23, 2016 12:49:04 GMT -8
The three cat-eared girls from the Savannah would continue their journey, eventually coming to the edge of the plantations. Not entirely sure of the customs of the land, they nevertheless entered into the fields without hesitation or fear. Giggling among themselves and walking through a tight muddy corridor of cannabis indica, they seemed intent on simply passing through the farmlands...
"I's zmsi zi mieshm e zsis!"
"I ssih lisishhesi msi sriss hil resis!"
"Wi smiesv shi sis resm sis zi ssih!"
"Ni ii resm--zmsi eh zi shi ssieshm?"
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