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Heavy-footed, the sentry ploughed her way through the drifted snow at the edge of the forest, heading south and deeper into the pack’s territory once her patrol was done. Her great, broad feet worked as snowshoes though her weight was too much for the snow’s surface to bear. She would be grateful when winter was over.

She’d just begun to pass the stone ledge, which was where she would typically turn to head further into the woods, when she saw Lestan there, staring in.

She paused, and uttered a soft chuff. Had something chosen to inhabit the space?
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elfscript - by Lestan - January 30, 2023, 06:35 PM
RE: elfscript - by RIP Moss - January 30, 2023, 06:54 PM
RE: elfscript - by Lestan - January 31, 2023, 11:15 AM
RE: elfscript - by RIP Moss - January 31, 2023, 12:37 PM
RE: elfscript - by Lestan - February 10, 2023, 04:04 PM
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RE: elfscript - by Lestan - February 16, 2023, 02:33 PM
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RE: elfscript - by Lestan - February 22, 2023, 09:16 PM
RE: elfscript - by RIP Moss - February 23, 2023, 10:26 PM
RE: elfscript - by Lestan - March 01, 2023, 06:24 PM
RE: elfscript - by RIP Moss - March 06, 2023, 03:59 PM
RE: elfscript - by Lestan - March 18, 2023, 01:31 PM