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Finding A Friend



Sarak

Loner

age
8 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Medium
build
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08-05-2013, 11:09 AM
Sarak

Azalea seemed to try to brush his worry away, and she watched him a moment, before giggling. Maybe she really was okay, and he was just worrying over noth-- Then she looked as though she were shrinking, then frustrated, then she got to her paws in one smooth movement. She still wouldn?t look at him, stepping away and settling her haunches on the ground. His heart missed a beat at her next words. Eegads, what was he going to do. Her next words were a question, and he agreed fully. ?Yes!? The word came out as a soft whisper, he couldn?t seem to get any more volume than that.

?You- your belly. A scratch. Have you cleaned it?? Please say yes, please let it not even be a scratch! Don?t let her be chilled. Or sick. His tail tucked. The last time he?d felt panic like this, Erani had had him cornered on a cliff. Erani was a wolf you didn?t want to try and kill, or even just make angry. The way her eyes turned to icy lakes of deep blue. One would have expected the surrounding area around her to freeze over. His panic frozen brain thawed. Erani. She could help. He trusted her most of all. She was the best, and Azalea deserved the best. But? Where was she? He looked around, hoping that she?d come out of the bushes.

Mossy green eyes returned to Azalea?s amber eyes. Please be alright.