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Post by Charon on Aug 5, 2005 16:05:20 GMT
"Why did you join this pack?" she asked snow.
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Post by Layla on Aug 5, 2005 16:07:06 GMT
"I was a Sikla like you. I got bored of being on my own." Snow said, shrugging lightly. If they hadn't met in the same setting they had; Snow felt they would of been friends
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Post by Charon on Aug 5, 2005 16:08:14 GMT
"Oh. What happened to your parents, then?" Henna, paused and turned sharply. "I've been this way before, I recognise the scent. I don't remember your pack... but the ground, it's familiar." she sniffed the air. "And I think I smell Pace."
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Post by Layla on Aug 5, 2005 16:09:55 GMT
"Parents? Dead. Traded their lives for immortality and wings for me. To a demon." Snow said, staring sadly at the ground as she ran
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Post by Charon on Aug 5, 2005 16:13:35 GMT
"Oh." she said. She didn't know what to say to that. It was quite a depressing thought. Then, she paused. "I see.... I think." Henna squinted. Up ahead, a grey figure was walking.
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Post by Layla on Aug 5, 2005 16:16:20 GMT
Snow squinted to see the grey lera. She blinked. Saga kept his body engulfed in the shadows, Silver just ahead of him. Both were hidden completely, ready to attack if neccessary
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Post by Charon on Aug 5, 2005 16:19:16 GMT
Henna stopped. She dropped onto her haunches, tail wagging, and howled. For a moment, there was no reply... but, sure enough, the wolf turned and howled back - the confusion evident in his voice. "It's him." she told Snow happily, and began to run.
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Post by Layla on Aug 5, 2005 16:21:35 GMT
Snow shot a glance to Saga and Silver, then charged after Henna, plumage flying out behind her
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Post by Charon on Aug 5, 2005 16:25:03 GMT
The pair were both running now. Pace had a distinct, limping gait - as if he did not want to put any weight on on of his hinds. He had a world-weary look about him, too - his grey coat was incredibly musty, his face was scarred, and he gave the impression of a beats that had lost a lot of weight over a short space of time
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Post by Layla on Aug 5, 2005 16:26:13 GMT
Snow skidded to a halt beside the brute, eying him cautiously.
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Post by Charon on Aug 5, 2005 16:27:56 GMT
The pair were nuzzling each other - and Pace's light blue eyes were fixed on Henna's blood covered face. "Henna, what the hell happened?" His eyes then fell on the wolves behind him. "Oh?" he muttered curiously.
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Post by Layla on Aug 5, 2005 16:30:25 GMT
Snow blinked; keeping her wings firmly pressed against her sides. She did naught to intrude on this moment.
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Post by Charon on Aug 6, 2005 9:04:25 GMT
Pace stood infront of his daughter. He was at least two heads taller than her - he had obviously been a powerful, bear of a wolf, in his day. "And you are?" he asked snow. Henna tugged at his ear. "Dad, let's go..." she hissed
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Post by Layla on Aug 6, 2005 9:06:10 GMT
Snow's gaze turned icy and flickered to Henna. "Go where?" She demanded frostily.
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Post by Charon on Aug 6, 2005 9:08:36 GMT
Pace eyed Henna. She tucked her tail between her legs. "This is Snow. She wants us to... go back...and she her alphess..." "Then we shall." Pace told her. His voice was paticularily deep and hoarse - like a true english gentlemen. Henna obviously didn't like the idea, but she didn't argue.
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