March 10, 2016, 10:07 PM
Lorne was lying by a tree trunk when the racoon faced female passed. She dropped the bone she was gnawing on, before rising to her feet. Her amber pelt stirred in the wind as she padded after the female who she vaguely recognized from around the pack. Snacha she believed her name was.
She soon caught up and trotted along beside the she wolf. She chuffed lowly in greeting. "You off to patrol the border?"
She soon caught up and trotted along beside the she wolf. She chuffed lowly in greeting. "You off to patrol the border?"
Wolves don't lose sleep over the opinion of sheep.
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to threaten anything - by Snacha - March 10, 2016, 05:08 PM
RE: to threaten anything - by Lorne - March 10, 2016, 10:07 PM