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There seemed to be no wordly power that could slow down the girl's wild rampage, she continued to race through the border, her tail cutting through the air as it swished wildly from side to side. If it could be possible Cara would've grown wings in that instant, only to shoot up into the sky to dance with the clouds she had seen roll by.

The young girl huffed while she gained speed again, flattening her ears to her skull. But before she could continue her reckless ruckus a sharp bark near her made her screech into a halt. She jerked her head to meet her yellow eyes with Erika's own. She hadn't actually spoken to the black female before but knew she held a rank lower to her, and she had comed to learn her name through the grapevine.

Now that they were facing one another, Cara approached slowly, holding her tail over her back in a slightly dominant manner. "Hello" she barked, not paying much attention to the marred side of the wolfess' face.