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October 27, 2024, 01:12 PM
(This post was last modified: October 27, 2024, 01:12 PM by Nantahala.)
”Gee,” the stranger remarked. ”That puddle must've been awfully deep.”
Nantahala’s bad mood reared its ugly head—her blood boiled and her heart began to race. Quickly, her gaze snapped towards the nonchalant adolescent, and she frowned deeply as she studied her for a moment. She was a skinny thing who lacked any pack scent, and her suspicion towards the other wolf increased tenfold.
Nantahala’s bad mood reared its ugly head—her blood boiled and her heart began to race. Quickly, her gaze snapped towards the nonchalant adolescent, and she frowned deeply as she studied her for a moment. She was a skinny thing who lacked any pack scent, and her suspicion towards the other wolf increased tenfold.
What’s that supposed to mean?she snapped in reply.
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