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Post by Chord on Dec 29, 2014 22:46:54 GMT -6
A wolf prowled through his pack's territory, clearly restless. He wasn't used to being confined in a group - although you could hardly call it confined. He was the spy for the Blood Thirsties, and he had taken on the role of watching other packs and feeding his own information. No, he didn't have to sleep in their territory, hunt for them, or eat with them. He didn't have to stay in their territory, even, he could still travel - but he was bound by the invisible bonds of responsibility nonetheless.
Chord, for that was the tall, slim male's name, swung his head back and forth before crossing over the border. He had to be careful - no one could know that he was helping the pack. Paw steps on dried leaves caught his attention, and he narrowed dark, slanted eyes in suspicion. There was no way, anyways, that they had seen him crossing the border.
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Post by Lagoon on Jan 15, 2015 23:16:06 GMT -6
One day I'll leave you phantom to lead you in the summer
to join the Black parade
Lagoon was taking a small stroll. Camp was getting far out of hand with new comers, and as beta she had the trumpet of Duncan to go out alone. With a sigh, the she lead herself forward, gracefully making bounds into the forest. Her placing was carful, elegant, and almost carried by air. Another bound, then another, all in a filed order untill.. Crunch. With a sudden jerk, the she-wolf had leaped back at the surprising sound. But, she was frightened of none other then a couple leaves. A small smirk appeared on her muzzle at how jumpy she had been lately. But was it her being jumpy that she sented another wolf..?
The other wolf was there, all right. A male, a little further into the forest then ️Lagoon. His shilouette was dark against the sky which was illuminating with the moon's strong glow. She decided to sneak a glance, check if he was hostile - if not, then perhaps he was in some mood for a little chit-chat. Of course, ️Lagoon had enough chit-chat in her life. Being a Beta of a relitivily large pack wasn't all fun in games. She was constantly on her toes, trying to deal with one problem after the next! Oh, she felt bad for the alphas, Duncan and Harp!
As the white she made her ways closer towards the leggy male, she stepoed out of her hidding spot. "Well, hello," she murmured in a harmonic whisper. Her banner brushed the soil behind her and her Jade pools were shimmering in an interest for the new face. ️️Lagoon was a friendly wolf. She would make a friend with ease, why not have another one? Acquaintances were great! "Having a stroll in the woods?" She asked with a kind, tone. Some how she felt that no hostility would be taken place that day. Well, she hoped at least. 000 words ||Hmm, I hope this doesn't count as bump. || Chord [/div] |
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