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D i s C o r d

- Ready to give it a spin
- Bet you wont last
- Its not always a blast

The suns reach was stretching to pull its-self farther into the sky as the moon gracefully bowed out. The stars winked out of existence for another span of time. My paws carried me to the rising sun on the horizon spread out before me. The overgrown crop field surrounded me but I paid it no mind. A grayed shape stood closer to me in the shape of a barn and just beyond it was a farm house. It caught my attention and held it longer than most things did these days pulling me in. So I followed the pull thinking perhaps, just perhaps this time I would find something to help my one true illness, boredom. I was weary of the ever long hours spent searching for that something to spark life into me.
A creak brought me short when I was paces from the massive barn. My head came up and I turned my folded ears in the direction of the ajar door of the faded barn. I caught the sound of something scurrying inside. My head lowered as instinct took control for this moment and like the ghost my coloring marked me I crept closer my paws silent upon the ground as each step was taken with careful measure. My nose peeked into the barn around the door tasting the air inside. I found it practically stale and smelling of old hay wood, and bird. I slipped in through the door stepping on the old musty hay. I cast my ghostly yellow eyes over the interior. Stalls tack and other barn things meet my eyes.
Once more my ears picked up movement and I turned my head in the direction to see a furry tail slipped under a wooden plank out the barn. I sneezed disappointed with my findings of nothing. But while I was in here I guessed I would look around. Not like I had anything better to do. My legs carried me to the nearest stall and I peered in the simple box and moved on inspecting each new thing I came across. I paused the sniff a fallen saddle before I stopped and looked around me again in the center of the barn. I huffed and lowered my body to the ground on a clear space laying my head upon my paws. Casting my mind for an idea of what to do next. I was yet again bored. My haunch seemed to be wrong yet again. What a pity. Then I heard something and lifted my head with a small growl that escaped me. I stared at the door where a slant of morning light filtered in stronger than other slits that found their way in the dim barn.

{Ooc: If its small forgive me It has been three years since I last played animal rps}

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Griffon had been out hunting as was usual for him. Game was much richer here, though harder to attain due to their wilder nature. The city game almost stood its ground and begged to be eaten, while here it was an actual challenge. He enjoyed it most of the time. Griffon had been successful today and carried firmly within his jaws a large hare - it was almost the size of his already broad and thick head and he was happy about it. Pickings had been slim lately, so slim in fact that he'd actually made a trip or two into the city for easy game. Not today, though.

As he drew closer to 'his' barn he liked to call it, he found yet another scent lingering around it. He realized that it would be far more difficult to consider such an open place his own; perhaps if he wanted seclusion he would have to move further into the wilderness to find some peace from incessant company. From the scent the dog was a female, and not a small one. As he padded to a walk golden fur rippled over his shoulders and naturally curved tail arched over his back in a natural maneuver of dominance, though he wasn't out to dominate anyone.

Dropping the hare close to the cricked open barn door he heard a growl sent in his direction. A growl? Seriously? This was his barn after all. His black nose and similarly black-rimmed yellow eyes peeked around the corner, semi-erect ears at attention. "Oi!" he barked with an annoyed voice, "Who are you to growl at me? I think I was here first after all, my scent is all over the place." he said, still only his large head visible around the door of the barn. He didn't aim to stay in that vulnerable position for long, though, and backed out of the opening to give her space to get the hell out. He jogged quickly to his hare and snatched it up, the hind legs swinging about his jaws at the quick movement. He sat down abruptly to face the barn door and dropped the hare at his feet. He hadn't realized he had blood around his muzzle until now.

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