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posted by Xscash232

Early suivant morning in the suivant mois Curtis got up and went to find Calvin. He found Calvin hanging out with a friend .

Curtis: salut Calvin just to let toi know i am letting toi live and it is cause your a waste of time i have other things i could do

Calvin: Great I knew a loser like toi would chicken out and be a wuss

Curtis left with his Friends and went to get kate and go back to hell were Kate would obtain Immortality .

Curtis: salut Kate Hows it going babe

Kate: Good just finishing up cooking for the boys

Curtis: toi mean our kids Dam when was the last time i saw them

Kate: A an il y a when they...

Real loups (from europe)

posted by nikaitla

loups once existed throughout much of Europe. Conflicts with humans and fears originating from religious beliefs, myths and folklore influenced human attitudes towards loups and, as a result, loups have been persecuted for hundreds of years. Currently, loups are found in many European countries, although range lines are not depicted in the map above. Main prey in this region generally consists of ungulate species, including livestock. Legal status, population numbers and trends vary country to country.

Species
Common Names: gray wolf, ujku (Albanian), vuk (Croatian), vlk (Czech), ulv (Danish...

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posted by nikaitla

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Masked loup intro (in french)

posted by PrinceRhaegar

Lorsque vous êtes toujours sur le vagabondage dans les rues abandonné de Dieu de The Damned, pour l'écume de la terre vous le faire la nuit. Et quand vous rôdent la nuit vous apprendre à sentir la levant ou couchant du soleil.
«Je déteste cette ville stupide, c'est juste pleins d'ordures pourries et des voleurs."
J'ai soupiré
Mieux de retourner à la grotte ou le bloc aura à moi.
J'ai mis mon masque et de retour sur les toits colombe hors de la rue vide en dessous.
"Tu as, tu morceau de merde."
Je jetai un regard en arrière sur mon épaule et jeta négligemment un de mes couteaux...

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My favori placeMy soul

posted by PrinceRhaegar

My favori place is among the tall, majestic redwood trees of northern California, of which I still think of as my home. But the most special place in my cœur, coeur that only few I have told about, is on a cliff over looking the Pacific.
Where the trees end and the short meadow begins I have never felt plus at peace than I did there. I sit with the trees to my back with my legs hanging off the cliff, just sitting with the cool breeze blowing against my face. I watch the waves gently lap against the plage plus than a thousand feet below me. Though it is of great height I know that I will not fall,...

part 9 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE MAKERS OF FIRE

The cub came upon it suddenly. It was his own fault. He had been careless. He had left the cave and run down to the stream to drink. It might have been that he took no notice because he was heavy with sleep. (He had been out all night on the meat-trail, and had but just then awakened.) And his carelessness might have been due to the familiarity of the trail to the pool. He had travelled it often, and nothing had ever happened on it.

He went down past the blasted pine, crossed the open space, and trotted in amongst the trees. Then, at the same instant, he saw and smelt. Before...

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Real loups

posted by nikaitla

me (matching description one)

Malik

Malik, an Arctic subspecies of the gray wolf, was born May 8, 2000 and is a brother to Shadow. Malik is very curious loup that shows little intimidation with strangers. He's described as easy-going par the loup care staff and can be easily distracted par just about anything. Malik was placed in the Retired Pack in November 2009.

For each wolf, toi will see a weekly photo, notes on behavior ou physical health and a video clip. Please note, due to the large file size of the video clips, they will only be archived for 30 days.

nore about me....

5/13/2011

Lori Schmidt - Malik had a bit more...

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A loup Story

posted by nikaitla

Transformation into loups is a favourite subject of Irish legend, and many a wild tale is told par the peasants round the turf feu in the winter nights of strange adventures with wolves. Stories that had come down to them from their forefathers in the old times long ago; for there are no loups existing now in Ireland.

A young farmer, named Connor, once missed two fine cows from his herd, and no tale ou tidings could be heard of them anywhere. So he thought he would set out on a chercher throughout the country; and he took a bière, stout blackthorn stick in his hand, and went his way. All jour he travelled...

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Real loups

posted by nikaitla

me (matching description one)

Grizzer

Grizzer, a Great Plains subspecies of the gray wolf, was born on May 5, 2004. He is a littermate to Maya and has matured into a strong and big (120+ lb)... adult male. He was removed from the Exhibit Pack in March 2011 after the tragic loss of his littermate, Maya. It was determined that Grizzer had been losing confidence in his status and without the dominance of his littermate, he couldn't compete with the younger packmates. Grizzer is retired, but not currently living with the other retired wolves, Shadow and Malik. During the summer of 2011, an alternate enclosure is being planned...

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Birth of endangered (wolves)

posted by nikaitla

WASHINGTON (WUSA) -- The National Zoo is welcoming the birth of four maned loup pups at the Smithsonian Conservation Biology Institute in Front Royal, Va.

National Zoo officials say the pups were born to 8-year-old Salina and 4-year-old Nopal. Keepers are monitoring the pups closely because maned loup pups have a 50 percent mortality rate in the first month, according to zoo officials.

According to the National Zoo, the pups were born Jan. 5 and are the first litter born at the Front Royal location in two years. According to National Zoo officials, 72 maned loup pups have been born at the Front...

Daniel's loup biography.

posted by metalwolf116

He started out life as he wanted to live it, gentally nurtured par the tete of loup strength. His pack was a good one, he had it all; A mother a father and a pack that loved him dearly.

One jour a horrible feu broke out over the packs domain killing most of their number, saved par his mother that perched him high on a cliff before plummeting into the firey abyss below-she was never seen again. His father died also. Alone he roams; looking for a pack to call his home.

Has he found it in the anubians loup pack? Will they accept him here? These thoughts ravage his head as he enters the anubians pack domain. He boldly steps up to take his place among the pack ranks and form a new life he can call his own.

Life Sucks. Part 2 "Gotta learn to live with it"

posted by Seastar4374

As soon as I snapped the twig and saw my only meal I was probably gonna get run away I noticed a loup going after them. I walked out of the brush and looked at it. He was one of those sleek, lean, hand- wait where was I going with this?!I facepaw myself trying to get the thought out of my head. No way on earth was that loup handsome.....I.....I was just imagioning. Then I saw it. He managed to take down two caribu. 'why two?' I asked myself. 'Did he see me?' I sit and look as he walked over. Slowly I backed away because first off I didn't know this loup and seconde off I didn't know if he had...

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Any one Want to Rap battle Cause i am Starting One

posted by Xscash232

This contest Is an Idea Of Wolfiey So i am posting this but Im taking part in this I will do the Opening rap And That will Kick it off So Rap battle Is When two rapper Rap making the best Rap And most insulting Rap toward the other rapper:

1st: 10 props

2nd: 5 props

3rd: 3 props

4th: 1 prop

5th: 0 hommages

So make your rap good And hope toi take first Oh yeah And Use as Many swears as toi want toi don't have to block them This is a free off your head rap battle so think well and good luck....Xscash232

part 23 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE CALL OF KIND

The months came and went. There was plenty of nourriture and no work in the Southland, and White Fang lived fat and prosperous and happy. Not alone was he in the geographical Southland, for he was in the Southland of life. Human kindness was like a sun shining upon him, and he flourished like a fleur planted in good soil.

And yet he remained somehow different from other dogs. He knew the law even better than did the chiens that had known no other life, and he observed the law plus punctiliously; but still there was about him a suggestion of lurking ferocity, as though the Wild still...

part 22 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE GOD'S DOMAIN

Not only was White Fang adaptable par nature, but he had travelled much, and knew the meaning and necessity of adjustment. Here, in Sierra Vista, which was the name of Judge Scott's place, White Fang quickly began to make himself at home. He had no further serious trouble with the dogs. They knew plus about the ways of the Southland gods than did he, and in their eyes he had qualified when he accompanied the gods inside the house. loup that he was, and unprecedented as it was, the gods had sanctioned his presence, and they, the chiens of the gods, could only recognise this sanction....

part 21 whte fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE SOUTHLAND

White Fang landed from the steamer in San Francisco. He was appalled. Deep in him, below any reasoning process ou act of consciousness, he had associated power with godhead. And never had the white men seemed such marvellous gods as now, when he trod the slimy pavement of San Francisco. The log cabins he had known were replaced par towering buildings. The streets were crowded with perils - waggons, carts, automobiles; great, straining chevaux pulling huge trucks; and monstrous cable and electric ears hooting and clanging through the midst, screeching their insistent menace after...

part 20 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

CHAPTER VI - THE LOVE-MASTER

As White Fang watched Weedon Scott approach, he bristled and snarled to annoncer that he would not soumettre to punishment. Twenty-four hours had passed since he had slashed open the hand that was now bandaged and held up par a fronde to keep the blood out of it. In the past White Fang had experienced delayed punishments, and he apprehended that such a one was about to befall him. How could it be otherwise? He had committed what was to him sacrilege, sunk his fangs into the holy flesh of a god, and of a white-skinned superior god at that. In the nature of things, and...

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part 19 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE INDOMITABLE

"It's hopeless," Weedon Scott confessed.

He sat on the step of his cabine and stared at the dog-musher, who responded with a shrug that was equally hopeless.

Together they looked at White Fang at the end of his stretched chain, bristling, snarling, ferocious, straining to get at the sled-dogs. Having received sundry lessons from Matt, a dit lessons being imparted par means of a club, the sled-dogs had learned to leave White Fang alone; and even then they were lying down at a distance, apparently oblivious of his existence.

"It's a loup and there's no taming it," Weedon Scott announced....

part 16 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE MAD GOD

A small number of white men lived in Fort Yukon. These men had been long in the country. They called themselves Sour-doughs, and took great pride in so classifying themselves. For other men, new in the land, they felt nothing but disdain. The men who came ashore from the steamers were newcomers. They were known as CHECHAQUOS, and they always wilted at the application of the name. They made their pain with baking-powder. This was the invidious distinction between them and the Sour-doughs, who, forsooth, made their pain from sour-dough because they had no baking-powder.

All of which...

part 15 white fangs

posted by nikaitla

THE ENEMY OF HIS KIND

Had there been in White Fang's nature any possibility, no matter how remote, of his ever coming to fraternise with his kind, such possibility was irretrievably destroyed when he was made leader of the sled-team. For now the chiens hated him - hated him for the extra meat bestowed upon him par Mit-sah; hated him for all the real and fancied favours he received; hated him for that he fled always at the head of the team, his waving brush of a tail and his perpetually retreating hind-quarters for ever maddening their eyes.

And White Fang just as bitterly hated them back. Being...