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Posted on Jun 01, 2006 at 11:18 AM

The chase is on... the snow is almost silent under your paws. Your breath shows in the air, crisp, vaporous. You move quickly. I move among the trees feeling your breath upon me. The heat of my body betrays me you sense me in your dreams. you are upon my scent...knowing how i run. I am not as silent as you. Your strength shows, fear in this chase. For I know I will play this game of hide and seek. I can not out run you, I use my wits to stay a length away. Can you hear my heart as it beats among the trees? Moisture beading on my breast. I can run no more... As the game of dominance begins We will dance as others before us.

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