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Post by Bijan on May 23, 2007 12:01:39 GMT -5
Bijan nudged open the door with his nose, some blood lingered at his mouth from his supper. Bijan paused as he smelled the familier, but somewhat faded sent of Vincent.
A low growl emited from his throat, he could smell Lune and Vincent trail as it lead down the hall. Bijan took off down the hall following the trail praying that he wasn't to late.
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