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Post by johnny on Jul 21, 2008 19:51:24 GMT -5
Coda was still exploring her new "world," so to speak. She wanted to learn every territory in the lands, every canine that wandered them, wanted to know her limitations - which places were claimed and therefore off-limits to wanderers, which were open for all to enjoy. It was the only smart thing to do, she felt, and so she was doing it.
Currently she was looking at a violently churning area of the river and misty spray was sprouting from the rapids, sticking to her fur and making her coat unpleasantly damp. She quickly decided that she didn't like the place - the water was too fast and it gave her the impression that, if she were to fall in, she would never be able to get back out again and would be swept away upstream. The vision made her shiver - no way would she go near the rapids unless she absolutely had to. Too much could go wrong here.
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