Blackfoot Forest when night fell she placed hand upon breast; prayed for weeping days of rain
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His mouth quirks in a smile at her opening words. "Can't say I agree," Phocion responds amiably. "But then, I'm from the north." Clearly; his white pelt stuck out sorely in a verdant summer forest, but through the snow and ice, he was almost invisible.

The white-pelted man regards her for a long moment before responding. "Poet," he repeats, keeping the name in his memory. "I'm Phocion. And yes. . .I am a Valley wolf." There it was, that Xan name again. Was this woman close enough to Alexander that his nickname slipping from her lips was permitted? He had only heard it once before, with the alpha's sister, Valette.
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RE: when night fell she placed hand upon breast; prayed for weeping days of rain - by Phocion - January 17, 2018, 10:45 PM