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       Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
   DIR By: Spottedpath
       Date: January 20, 2013, 5:09 pm
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       Oliver blinked his bright blue eyes. "Well alright then." he
       whipped the frosting on the floor.
       #Post#: 6657--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
   DIR By: Wolfatheart
       Date: January 20, 2013, 6:43 pm
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       She tipped her head, watching him.
       #Post#: 6659--------------------------------------------------
       Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
   DIR By: Spottedpath
       Date: January 20, 2013, 6:55 pm
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       "Come along, love!" he said. "I keep my treats somewhere no one
       else can get them. They're not as sweet as the frosting."
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       Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
   DIR By: Wolfatheart
       Date: January 28, 2013, 8:17 pm
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       She nodded and followed.
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       Re: Want to play a game...? [p; Spottedpath]
   DIR By: Spottedpath
       Date: January 30, 2013, 11:33 am
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       He quickly padded across the hard white floor of the kitchen and
       onto some pale pink grass-like stuff before starting off through
       the bright colored, maze like hallways of the large two leg
       nest. More likely than not, babbling about something totally
       irrelevent.
       (Gaahhh. I have no muse what so freaking ever)
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