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well that just dills my pickle [MEETING]

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Pestilence

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Female
gems
159
size
Dire wolf
build
Medium
posts
319
player

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09-19-2021, 09:50 PM
Find #14


Pestilence had hardly shown her face around Fireside in seasons, having dove into parenthood immediately after begging Tyrian to allow Rasha to stay. The alpha King seemed reluctant, so she was determined not to have the adoption cause any sort of hardships for the pack. Pestilence single handedly fed, entertained, and sought healing for the sickly pup and devoted each spare moment she had further to running patrols or checking the fences for damage. Tyrian's howl was unexpected, but Pesto was not the sort to ignore her King. It would be Rasha's first meeting, and hopefully the pup was feeling up to attending.

With her little one at her side, the monochromatic Klein made her way toward the meeting place. Tyrian sat upon a barrel of alcohol and Pesto eyed it greedily, ultimately deciding against it. She gave a hesitant smile Alarr's way before settling in with the group and patting the ground beside her to beckon Rasha with her. It had been what felt like forever since she'd actually interacted with her packmates, but hopefully social pleasantries weren't something you lost with time and lack of use.

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."






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