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penetrating sight and hearing turning his head 90 degrees listening for a rustle, squeak or cheep   manning his steadfast branch sitting gallantly proud and astute in dead silence clothed in winsome feathers smooth as velveteen shades of brown, rust with black specks white breast plate and heart shaped face large steely almond eyes that swoon his mate releasing his talons   the rodent he brings pounces on mate instinctive coitus screeching primal sounds fill the dark quiet night she stays in her nest checks her owlets yet to hatch veraciously eating the award gliding off he surrenders the night is quiet again~~lorilynn copyright*lorilynn 2010
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Nov 6, 2010
Nov 6, 2010 at 9:39 PM UTC
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penetrating sight and hearing turning his head 90 degrees listening for a rustle, squeak or cheep   manning his steadfast branch sitting gallantly proud and astute in dead silence clothed in winsome feathers smooth as velveteen shades of brown, rust with black specks white breast plate and heart shaped face large steely almond eyes that swoon his mate releasing his talons   the rodent he brings pounces on mate instinctive coitus screeching primal sounds fill the dark quiet night she stays in her nest checks her owlets yet to hatch veraciously eating the award gliding off he surrenders the night is quiet again~~lorilynn copyright*lorilynn 2010
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Nov 6, 2010
Nov 6, 2010 at 9:39 PM UTC
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