Communication

Communication

Territorial: ^HEh vHOo ^HEh vHOo ^HEh -HOooo -hooo -hooo -hooo -hooo
Used to scare or intimidate enemies or attackers

Pair Singing:^ HAh HEhHEh HEhHEh HOo HOo HOo HOo HOo HOo/ HOOO/ HOOO/
A sign of love amongst a pair often performed in the morning

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Four: Saga

Four: Saga

Lucille then meets with her friend, Ethel. Ethel has a high energy welcome for her friend before noticing Lucille is in lower spirits. This is anything but ewpiwa for their types of greetings often filled with large displays of play fighting and hollering. giving the real details she had left out before

Ethel; Concern for Lucille, wondering why she’s feeling not happy to Ethel
Ethel: Is Lucille mad at Ethel?

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Two: Saga

Two: Saga

Lucille races through the forest alongside Sloth. Moving with the grace, fluidity and primate instinct, Lucille uses her gibbon physique to get to her Aunt’s muscle gathering party. Her Aunt scolds her and chases her around the small bit of end territory creek habitat.

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One: Saga

One: Saga

Born right at the transition period of the 100,000 year war between predominant sapien species, the young female named Lucille, has snuck away from her aunt’s view to watch a hunting party of the slightly smaller no-hairs from the cover of the trees.

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Letter Of Context: Saga

Letter Of Context: Saga

Gigantoustralopithecus syndactylus. They’re a recently 21st century discovered species of great ape. Large long tree limb-like arms almost drag against the forest floor as prehensile feet tiptoe the lumbering legs and humongous heights of the hyper intelligent primate through ancestral woods.

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Verse 44

Secrets and those that keep them. Like a cyst or a boil on the skin day by day the number of people who know or notice starts to grow.  Swollen, and warm inches from touch one can only do some much covering up or attention diverting before it’s called out or worse. At some point it tears; it being the contract of trust or the contact of skin and out forth comes a flow of the truth throbbing out the abscess with putrid coloring steam and that stud backing smell. What is faith in institutions without discourse with those in charge? How can one know God if in a whole life they’re silent to their one’s prayer and cries? How can one believe in authority when it’s a self feeding structure; plucking tribute gained food from its purveying followers. What good is the common folks knowledge when it’s filled with the meddlings of the media and executive management?

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