Misfits & Freaks Gather 'Round Friends

Illusion trotted through the dense undergrowth, her small paws padding softly against the forest floor. The crisp scent of pine and earth filled her nostrils, invigorating her senses as she navigated her way through the familiar terrain. As a young girl, every venture beyond the safety of the den was an adventure, filled with excitement and curiosity. Especially if it meant she could keep out of the view of prying eyes who sought to unveil her inner workings.

Suddenly, a distant voice pierced through the tranquility of the woods. It was Medusa, calling for the pack to gather for a meeting. Illusion's ears perked up at the sound, her tail wagging eagerly at the prospect of seeing the other members of their growing pack. Cadaver had to be there!  Hmm, but also. She knew that these meetings often meant changes were on the horizon, and that was exciting!

Illusion picked up her pace, darting ahead to catch up with Widow. Giggling out a greeting as she followed her to her already present brothers. Strange though, Cadaver was not here yet. To this Illu pouted, the fur along her spine bristling as she wondered just what could have his attention. As she settled in among the others, Illusion mimicked her mother, exchanging warm smiles and her gaze shifting towards the imposing figure of their pack leader.



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