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Post by Inkshade on Sept 14, 2011 19:09:50 GMT -5
Jefferson looks around the forest, and inhales "Alroight Dan, le's find this bird."
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Post by Dynamax on Sept 14, 2011 19:22:35 GMT -5
"Hmm...High Breed, any scents?" Walsh asks.
High Breed didn't turn around.
"High Breed, turn." Walsh ordered.
High Breed turned, there was a squirrel tail poking out of his mouth.
"You just ate before we left." Walsh says.
High Breed swallows and shrugs.
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Post by Inkshade on Sept 14, 2011 20:49:19 GMT -5
" 'Oi, 'ighbreed. You sniff this bugger out an' you can 'ave all the little squirrels you want." Jefferson says, then pulls a large white feather out of a protective tube. it was almost as long as his arm, and was pure white "this 'ere was found at 'is last location. Sniff 'im out boy-o." he says, hholding the feather out so Highbreed could smell it. he glances at Walsh and smirks "you can take a wif if you loike too Dan-o"
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Post by Dynamax on Sept 14, 2011 20:55:21 GMT -5
"Bird mode, not dog mode. I go by eyesight." Walsh says as High Breed sniffs the feather.
"No eating it." Walsh says.
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Post by Inkshade on Sept 15, 2011 18:06:30 GMT -5
"I was just joshn' you." Jefferson says "Should'a brought Denis too...two noses better than one an' all."
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Post by Dynamax on Sept 15, 2011 18:28:15 GMT -5
"The inexperienced fire wielding dog?" Walsh says with a raised eyebrow.
High Breed takes a cue and wretches up a few clones.
"Don;t do that unless ordered..." Walsh says.
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Post by Inkshade on Sept 15, 2011 18:55:08 GMT -5
"I only meant to 'elp sniff this bird out." Jefferson says "But tha' will work."
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Post by Dynamax on Sept 15, 2011 23:50:04 GMT -5
"Yes but do remember he is capable of the occasional good thought." Walsh says.
The Low Breeds fully form and look to their master.
"Just be ready to deal with the clones, they may attack on sight." Walsh says.
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Post by Inkshade on Sept 16, 2011 11:04:59 GMT -5
"I'll keep an eye on 'em." Jefferson says "Don't want 'em to 'urt the merchandise."
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in a differet part of the forest, Cor sits on a rock. A crow lands next to him and drops a piece of bread in his lap, then flies off to go find more food.
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Post by Dynamax on Sept 16, 2011 11:30:01 GMT -5
"Alright, stay close and no mistakes you pack of drooling idiots." Walsh says as he hops up and flies onto a tree top. "I got the high ground."
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Post by Inkshade on Sept 16, 2011 14:13:47 GMT -5
Jefferson nods "Alright boys, sniff 'im out." he says and waits to follow their lead.
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Post by Dynamax on Sept 16, 2011 14:39:33 GMT -5
Highbreed takes point, with the others sniffing in the other directions as they follow.
"South east." Walsh says. "Thought so."
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Post by Inkshade on Sept 16, 2011 15:06:38 GMT -5
"Keep a lookout for large gatherings of birds too. Tha's something we get reports of with this one." Jefferson says.
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Post by Dynamax on Sept 16, 2011 15:21:34 GMT -5
"I know, I'm getting a feeling myself. Watch me Jefferson. I do not know how this will affect me." Walsh says.
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Post by Inkshade on Sept 16, 2011 15:54:59 GMT -5
Jefferson nods "Got it."
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