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Aminta


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04-17-2013, 12:31 PM
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Paws drummed against the ground, head turned to the side, amber gaze locking onto a wolf right behind her. She did not mean for this to happen, how was she suppose to know that the shewolf had pups nearby. The had been full with the scent of blood from a recent kill, she didn't mean to get so close. Even though she didn't know the shewolf didn't care, she thought that this young shewolf was after her pups and was trying to run her off. Forcing Aminta to abandon her kill.

Успокойся! Я ухожу, я ухожу!

Her voice flowed right out, peaking her native language, not thinking for a moment that the shewolf chasing her might not speak or understand it. She as a bit smaller than the one chasing her, giving her an advantage, allowing her to run for a longer distance and faster than the more heavily built mother.

Not paying attention to her surroundings, Aminta did not realize the dry lands, definitely not the ravine before her either. Paws continued drumming, body flying forward, the heavy sheowlf behind her starting to slow down, becoming exhausted. And then she went down. The young shewolf turned her head forward but it was too late, front paws came down but met emptiness, the front half her body suddenly falling. She had fallen into a ravine, not a deep one to kill her but enough to knock her out. Body hitting the side with a pretty good force before hitting the ground with a heavy thud.

The shewolf who had been chasing the youngster came to a sliding stop, carefully looking over the edge for a moment before heading back to her children.





"normal.
talk.
think.
you."