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09-01-2013, 11:31 PM
| Narsha |
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If he had expected any help he would be disappointed, Narsha might have been feeling bad for him but she was in no way going to help him. Not with the way she was feeling. Brown-red orbs watched him glance at the paw in question. His own explanation wasn?t wholly what she had been expected but she understood it well enough. ?I certainly hope so.? The wind was doing nothing to improve her mood, in fact it seemed to be worsening it. The vixen frowned as he glanced back and she stretched her neck, looking for what he was looking at. She could just make out the opening to a hollow, no doubt good shelter from the wind. Well at least the mystery of where he had come from was solved. |