Whitebark Stream I'm swept up by the shape of all the centuries
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Another two arrived to support the hunt: newcomer Connor, and an agouti she-wolf he had not yet met. Artyom's gaze lingered on her for just a moment longer than the fair hybrid as he wondered briefly if she'd been around longer than he had, before Dawn earned his full attention.

A soft nod at her instruction and he turned to face the two females that his mate had selected to accompany him, lips pulling back to reveal a mischievous grin. Excitement courses his veins as he beckoned them to stay close to him, and veered away to the side - downwind - so they could give the herd a wide berth.

"Stay low," he instructed over a shoulder, voice soft as he studied between the trees for the appropriate place to hide away, "when I move, you move. Aim for somewhere you can hold onto, she will fight to live." Crouching, Artyom pressed himself to the snowy ground to await the approach of thundering hooves. 
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I'm swept up by the shape of all the centuries - by Dawn - January 28, 2020, 02:45 PM
RE: I'm swept up by the shape of all the centuries - by Artyom - January 28, 2020, 03:45 PM