Blackfeather Woods to make some time sorbet
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{Lusa is going down there for a lovely cup of tea ^w^}




  It was her first eve time going in the Web. She was seeking shelter from the daylight. The sun was her only fear. She had been told horrible and aggravating stories of the sun. It seemed to overpower her. She walked quietly though the tunnels, sending prayers to her new Lord. The Dark Lord. Of coarse she could never give up her old religion, but she needed to be loyal to her new religion. She snuffled around the dirt which seemed to go on forever. "God damnit. I'm feakin' lost am I?" She growled in frustration. She hadn't expected the Web be this long. But it was still a thing of beauty, for it belonged to the strong dark Pack. She had caught a stale trace of a random wolf, but decided not to go. It was intertwined with Crescendo. The Moon Child had surprisingly took a small liking to the brute, but she would never tell him. She wanted to play mind games. Oh, the wonderful mind games. It kept everyone on their toes.


  She then caught a fresh scent of another wolf from her Pack. She followed it to see a female wolf watching some glowing worms. She chuffed to announce he presence. "Hello. I am Lusa, Theta. And you are?" She had loved to introduce herself and then state her title. It made he feel as an authority. She was, at heart, authority.
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Twist's head turned quickly at the sound of a voice. Her smile broadened, her electric eyes fixing on the wolf. It was not the Dark Lord- but smelled of Blackfeather, so she was an ally. Not a foe. She stood and stepped gracefully over to Lusa. It is the nice to meet Lusa. This one is called Twist. She is... Iota, yes? Do Lusa know tunneling and it is way out? Twist missing the outer worlds. She sighed, slightly sad. She liked the dark, but not starving or being lost.


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  The girl had an... interesting way of speaking. But it didn't matter to the dark star. As long as she wasn't a weakling, she could speak however she liked. The next thing that the dark lady said made her ears fold back in hopelessness. "I was going to ask you the same thing." She sniffed around the cave and only scented dirt and her very own smell. An idea hatched in her head. "I haven't been down here for long. Maybe we could follow my scent back outside?"