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Post by `nali. ♫ on Apr 10, 2011 23:06:21 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,false][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,375,true] | [atrb=background,http://i55.tinypic.com/2ch2q6w.jpg]Mud... There was nothing but filthy, disgusting mud as far as the eye could see. The ground was soft and squishy, too much water mixed with soil and over-saturating it. In fact, she was beginning to think there was more water around here than there was solid land. That was the problem with being a stranger in a strange land. She didn't know where anything was and didn't know which territories to avoid. Worse off, her pristine pelt was slowly becoming covered in a disgusting filth!
Glain was not a happy camper, to say the least. The tan that crawled up her legs had become stained a darker brown, the disgusting grime even going so far as to splatter her chest and chin. Needless to say, the wolfess felt more filthy currently than she had in her entire lifetime, and the four years she'd lived through were far from what most considered cleanly. Screwing half a dozen boys or more made her feel like a revered goddess. A bit of dirt, on the other hand, had her skeeved out and furious.
A particularly deceiving patch of swamp caught her up yet again, the female falling forwards and sinking to her chest. It was a lucky break no predators were around, for at the moment she was downright murderous. Golden eyes glared daggers at the muck and she attempted to pull herself free, a furious snarl vibrating within her larynx. A loud SLOP accompanied the freeing of each forelimb as she broke the suction of the mud. Behind her, her thick tail lashed about in silent anger. More than anything Glain craved a bath right now; thankfully there was no one around to see her.
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