June 17, 2015, 02:01 PM
(This post was last modified: June 17, 2015, 02:01 PM by Peregrine Redhawk.)
Because this is my 250th thread (that I've started)! *creative*
As the day wore on toward evening, the air began to cool. Peregrine returned from the borders feeling decidedly hungry and stopped on his way home to raid the "fridge" (read: a stockpile). With the snarling monster in his belly appeased for now, he considered swinging by the Beta's den to check up on baby Elwood. But a commotion in the direction of the rendezvous site had him sprinting in that direction instead, his heart thundering in his chest as he fretted over his half-grown pups.
When he arrived there, breathless from the climb, he found... nothing. There was no one there. He turned in a circle, brow furrowed. Was he suffering from auditory hallucinations? Feeling uneasy, the Alpha male tipped his muzzle into the air and called out to the pack in general, "Did anyone else just hear a commotion near the rendezvous site or am I just going crazy?"
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#250 - by Peregrine Redhawk - June 17, 2015, 02:01 PM
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