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03-24-2013, 12:21 PM
Rakshra could hear the familiarly sound of a wolfs claws scraping against rocks, in which she guessed the wolf was trying to heave himself up into the cave. By the sounds the wolf was making, she knew it was obviously injured. She drew herself further to the back of the cave, hoping the wolf wasn't looking for a fight.
The waterfall made the entrance of the cave quite slippery, in which she had learned when she nearly slipped pulling herself up into the cave. Surely an injured wolf wouldn't be able to bring itself up into the cave, but in a matter of moments she was proved wrong when there was indeed a wolf with the stain of blood in its pelt standing in the entrance.
'Rakshra?' it had spoken. How had it known her name? Just then, Bronzes scent rushed over Rakshra. It couldn't be Bronze, could it? No. He had gone in the opposite direction as her, but she had to make sure. "Bronze?"She said.
The waterfall made the entrance of the cave quite slippery, in which she had learned when she nearly slipped pulling herself up into the cave. Surely an injured wolf wouldn't be able to bring itself up into the cave, but in a matter of moments she was proved wrong when there was indeed a wolf with the stain of blood in its pelt standing in the entrance.
'Rakshra?' it had spoken. How had it known her name? Just then, Bronzes scent rushed over Rakshra. It couldn't be Bronze, could it? No. He had gone in the opposite direction as her, but she had to make sure. "Bronze?"She said.
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