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01-20-2014, 11:24 PM
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Snow... The disgusting remnants of winter had yet to fade from the lands of Glaciem. She itched to travel south, but refrained herself, sticking closer to home, to train and grow stronger. The ivory woman had disclosed her loss with her father, vowing mentally to train and become a force unstoppable, unfortunately, that meant hanging around in the cursed snow longer, waiting for summer to hopefully thaw it out in spots. With every slosh filled step in the mushy ick, she'd remind herself, that she had wanted this. A place to train, an empire to grow in.

She had met the majority of the empire, save all the children. It seemed there were many pups wandering about. She hadn't talked to most of them enough to form solid opinions of them. She had come to the empire in the after-math of the war, her father's pack had waged. So action was slim, aside from the bear, and other incidents, she had been... bored, but content. However it was a surprise when her attention was drawn to the call of a slightly familiar wolf, Sin. She had some misgivings about him, but he was like so many, she didn't really know him. Never-the-less, he was a pack-mate and when she was called, she would go.

She would move towards the sound, at a relaxed lope, her tall strides eating the ground beneath her with every movement. When he came into view, she slowed to a trot, and to a walk as she drew closer to him, stopping some feet away. A polite nod she would offer him, and a soft greeting. "Sin." Her ears would train on him, curious as to why he had called her, as she settled back on her rump in the snow, waiting to see what he would say. Tones would leave her jaws again, a soft question to hang in the air. "You called?"





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