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Medow
Jul 30, 2006 18:15:28 GMT -5
Post by dreamer on Jul 30, 2006 18:15:28 GMT -5
A soft whispery voice left her maw "great plase to live, all i need to do is make a shelter" Anglo sed as she looked over the medow, her silken bodence moved with a silvery grace, her pink,white and silvery fur glitterd brightly in the morning sun. the matalicness of her black sim paws also glittered brightly, she had gotten used to them verry quickly. all she needed next was a strong male rivet for compney
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