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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 27, 2008 22:08:37 GMT -5
Magic smiled at his neophyte, and then continued eating. I hope they both feel better after a little talk...
Arroyo's dark shape was hidden in the shadows of the senior's den, curled in a tight ball. He wasn't asleep, but staring aimlessly into the space in front of him. Rings beneath his eyes revealed to the world that he hadn't had a decent sleep in moons. The nightmares and visions kept him awake... He didn't even hear his daughter approach the den, when likewise his old self would've jumped to his paws to greet his packmate. He was different.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jan 27, 2008 22:17:32 GMT -5
( there's a pak meeting going on...we can continue this after...)
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 27, 2008 22:23:27 GMT -5
(*heavy sigh* FIINE jk, lol)
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