Sex: FemaleA name. Of course he needed a name. <i>How silly of me!</i> If only, in her fit of jubilation and inner dance of happiness she had not forgotten it. <i>What is it! What is my name!</i> Her jaws hung slack, wide, and her eyes drifted about expectantly. <i>He must think you're so stupid! Then he won't want you! Oh my god, WHAT IS MY NAME?</i> Ozera. <i>Oh. Oh, of course.</i> She quickly recovered from her introspective fit with a smile, her bottlebrush tail sweeping the snow uncertainly behind her. "<b>Ozera, sir. I swear I'll be a good member. I've spent years travelling on my own, so I know a thing or two about survival. I'm damn useful.</b>"
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(This post was last modified: Feb 10, 2011, 01:06 AM by Ozera.)