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*Surreal* · 02-16-2014, 09:06 PM

Surreal

Surreal was in a state of shock and anger. Once again, Glaciem had struck. It was hard not to snarl and curse them for what they were. Not all the wolves in that pack were vile like their King. She padded alongside Alsander, ears flicking back now and then to take in the hoof beats from Obsidian, eyes scanning the jungle.

Her mother was in one of those frightening rages. Frightening, because of the chilling calmness that surrounded the old white female in this state. Big things were going to happen. She just didn?t know what, yet. Chrysanthe had lost? Just lost? She?d lost track of where Chrysanthe had gone after the fight. She just hoped her sister was alright and would be home soon.

Surreal watched her mother turn toward the Island, shuddered as that howl rolled free of her mother?s jaws. She had never heard her mother sing like that before. As Her mother climbed the rocks to wait, Surreal settled beside her Uncle at the base, leaning into him, some measure of joy pervading the sadness and worry brought by the events of this day.

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