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Post by Sivoncé™ on Nov 3, 2007 17:03:07 GMT -5
Risika felt the blood slowly dripping from her pelt. She bared her fangs in fiery fury.
The camp was rather torn up. The bodies of pack wolves and Bloodites alike littered the forest floor. Risika recognized Maple, daughnter of Sheera amongst them. The death that had shocked her the most was the death of the Blood Mist beta, Babylonia.
"How could this happen?!" She growled to herself.
She closed her eyes and cut at her leg. She did this often; it helped ease the pain of living.
But even Babylonia's death hadn't phased her as much as one wolf that HADN'T died: Riku, her brother. She wanted him dead...DEAD!!
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Post by gumyfuzz215 on Nov 20, 2007 21:19:35 GMT -5
A wolf sat quietly, at the edge of the camp, in quiet shock. Yes, this was the new beta, Despia. She was shocked, absolutely shocked. She hadn't ever drempt of being beta to Verlust. A bittersweet pride was rocking her body, for she knew that the pack would resent her; they had to resent someone for Bablyonia's death, and she was the new beta. The shadows around her seemed to mock her. And then, she saw another wolf, probably Riska, in the middle of the clearing, her head down.
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