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Thanks. :) If you want to go on with that plot, we could always plan it out.

Nodding in agreement, the black wolf looked off into the distance. She was longing to leave this little conversation. Cara and her were two different females. The white yearling was ambitious and longing for power in the pack; a wolf who went by her emotions. She however was more reserved and compliant. They were two sides of the same coin, white and black. You rarely get a good conversation from wolves of such opposing personailites.

"Excusez-moi, Cara. But I do believe zis conversation is running dry." she said bluntly for once. She was certain Cara agreed.