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Post by dokota on May 25, 2007 10:22:28 GMT -5
Kovu creeped in the long grass It would be hard to hunt on his own, but it would be ok So he had a go and sprung out of the grass he picked out a baby gazzlle and manged to catch it on his own, he snicked to himself as a plan popped into his head him layed the baby gazzlle by a bush that was in the open and waited for a femme to smell it
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Post by bg24 on May 25, 2007 11:55:29 GMT -5
Instead of a female coming a male came padding cautiously up to the gazele.
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Post by dokota on May 25, 2007 13:52:34 GMT -5
Kovu sprung out and gaurded the gazzlle Get your paws off it's mine He snarled
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Post by bg24 on May 28, 2007 10:59:24 GMT -5
oh sorry mate. Ill just ummm be going then said spiral slowly.He ran for all he was worth not even glncing back.
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Post by dokota on May 28, 2007 14:40:46 GMT -5
Kool Kovu relised that no femmes where coming so he sat and eat the carcuss
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Post by bg24 on May 31, 2007 5:52:24 GMT -5
in the distance bengal shouted back no problem mate. But the wind carried it off in its lazy hum.
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