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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 8:57 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 08, 2010 10:59 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 11, 2010 11:30 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 13, 2010 9:21 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 7:12 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 10:04 am
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A n y a
The Crazy Falcon
Anya flew through the skies. Her sharp eyes looked at every tree, and she watched for some tasty bird to eat. Stupid Poachers she thought, When I find you, I'll rip your eyes out. Satisfied with this thought, she kept searching. She didn't find any little birds, but she did see a wolf. He was dark, male, and probably a loner. She dived, and landed on the ground a good distance away, looking at the buck hungrily. "Can you spare some food?" she asked, in her most persuasive tone.
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Posted: Fri Jul 16, 2010 2:15 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 7:38 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 10:20 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2010 4:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 18, 2010 10:26 am
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