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07-05-2014, 10:37 AM
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Things were going good. Yeah, it'd had been rocky for a while, nearly the whole season of winter. But, spring was here and everything was slowly improving. Her health had returned, for the most part and finally she felt in control. She knew the feeling wouldn't last however, and she kept waiting for the other shoe to drop, so to speak. Something bad had to happen, right? It couldn't always be this good. A cry echoed through the forest, a call very familiar to her, though she caller was a wolf she hadn't thought of in a while. She was close to the border, so she didn't turn and rush towards it, rather she merely turned and sauntered through the undergrowth, her violet eyes seeking out the russet colors of her half brother, Falk.

As she approached him, her own bodice relaxed- she wondered what brought him here? Had something happened? Of course, he was welcome, but why was he there? Her jaws parted, words slipping smoothly from them, "Falk! Welcome." She would say, as she came to a halt before him. She settled back on her haunches, her tail curling around her, as she stared at him, her violet eyes brimming with curiosity.





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