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Limor
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Posted: 4/18/2018 at 5:35 PM
Post #1071
Mimosa nods and bounds off into the woods. When you look around you see a hollow tree stump filled with plants and what could be moss
Limor
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Posted: 4/18/2018 at 5:39 PM
Post #1072
You soon come upon a male hovering over the river, concentrating. His ear's prick up as he hears you approach and he gives a low growl, swinging his head to face you. He looks to be around 2 years old and in his prime.
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Posted: 4/18/2018 at 5:40 PM
Post #1073
MhmmMm yes same, some of them also come from The Sight
Limor
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Posted: 4/18/2018 at 5:49 PM
Post #1074
You soon reach a small clearing, almost sundown, to the midright of the clearing there is a rock and a silver wolf sunning himself. He is very skinny and somewhat malnourished looking, probably from being a Kerl. He looks up when you enter the clearing and gives a small bark of welcome, standing up and stretching before walking over and touching noses to Dew and Stormy. "Hello," he says tailing wagging before directing his gaze to you. "I'm Alaska and I can assume you are a friend of Dew and Stormy?" he askes, curious.
((Ignore the fence in the background, it is not there))
There are enough dens, and some extras, to hold a very large pack
I turn back and bound down to Malas and Tundra. "Guys! I found a camp. We can temporarily camp here," I told them, then thought for a moment. This would work very well as a permanent camp, but I still wanted to live higher in the mountains.
You soon come upon a male hovering over the river, concentrating. His ear's prick up as he hears you approach and he gives a low growl, swinging his head to face you. He looks to be around 2 years old and in his prime.
I mean no harm. She stood up straight, holding back her snappy reply.
You soon reach a small clearing, almost sundown, to the midright of the clearing there is a rock and a silver wolf sunning himself. He is very skinny and somewhat malnourished looking, probably from being a Kerl. He looks up when you enter the clearing and gives a small bark of welcome, standing up and stretching before walking over and touching noses to Dew and Stormy. "Hello," he says tailing wagging before directing his gaze to you. "I'm Alaska and I can assume you are a friend of Dew and Stormy?" he askes, curious.
((Ignore the fence in the background, it is not there))
"Yes! I'm Cheshire, nice to meet you. We've come looking for a good spot to make camp, as we're forming a clan. Do you know any good spot near the ocean but still near forests and possibly mountains? It also doesn't have to be the ocean. It can be near any spot of water."
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Posted: 4/19/2018 at 5:50 PM
Post #1078
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He dips his head, "Perhaps."
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Posted: 4/19/2018 at 5:54 PM
Post #1079
"Perhaps this could be a rendezvous site? Though as there is a water source I think this would make a good camp." Malas says after thinking for a moment
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Posted: 4/19/2018 at 6:01 PM
Post #1080
"Who are you?" he asks, after thinking for a minute. "I am Golden Leaf. I am searching for a mate to form a pack with." he tells you, eyes sharpening at the last part.
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