Growvember Day 18

We both looked down in time to barely see a bullet train going along the tracks, and us having almost stepped on them. "holy shit that was close!" i phewed, taking a cautious step back.

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The Cubcare

Dare said as he ran as fast as he could over to the hot wheels track with cody in hot pursuit. when they got to the track there was a fight going on between to other cubs. "give it back!! ifs mine!!"

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Puppy Play Ch.1 - 4

He was just loosening up, but he was quicker than the buck already on the track. before he could catch up, the buck got of the track, and dropped down in the grass, exhausted. they looked at eachother. the buck gave him an encouraging smile.

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Dreamer's Paradise: A small glitch

Tanyar took off as soon as she finished nearly bouncing across the race track to the door.

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"Where do I go from here?"

In her luck, there were tracks. deer; she smiled. she wasn't an artisit, she couldn't craft, her cooking was quaint at best. something about hunting though, something about tracking and killing something else for the good of the village eased her mind.

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Entry 2

Apparently i lost track of time and because of the headset? i didn't hear him walk in.

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The Guard Post

After a couple of yards, i noticed that the tracks led deeper into the base. for some reason, the intruder and the dog kept on the grass. then i realized that the tracks were leading towards the cafetaria. "cason..." i whispered afraid.

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Jeremy 058; Warning Sign

In the back alley with patomes to guide him he started tracking the ocelot police officer. her profile was stationary and miles away.

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Ander - Chapter 5, Subchapter 60

He continued to follow the tracks, his nose close to the ground.

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751 Heavy Metals

We have a bad track record with nuclear weapons and it would be nice to safely dispose of one for once." "no more dodgy snack-tray wings from here on out.

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Tis the season for giving after all.

Looking towards the next car coming along the road the mutt stops dead in his tracks, eyes following the car down the street like a wold tracking his prey. he raises a single arm while manipulating his fingers into a mock gun shape, pointing the outstretched

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Void Incursions Prelude: Part 2

(friend or foe) assault missiles which could and would track any ship that wasn't programmed into its data-core to ignore and hit it every time.

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