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Post by Misery on Apr 10, 2009 14:25:20 GMT -5
Serabi hadn't moved since the others had wandered off. Nica had walked away with the pups and Enrique, going to introduce them to the rest of the lands. And she didn't know where Kahlia had gone. But at this point, she really didn't care what any of them were doing. She was still thinking about Kariah, and how she was faring with the brutes. Serabi desperately hoped her daughter was being strong. That was how she had raised her.
She sighed. As strong as the black wolf had been in the loner lands, she felt so weak now. She had nothing to live for, nothing but the hope that someday she would have her brother dead, and the young nals of Nica's. But Kariah was gone, and she had nothing to be strong for. She was damaged and beaten. No matter what magic Kiba's tongue had worked, that magic couldn't reach all the way into the psychological wounds. There was only one thing that could heal those wounds. And even then there would be scars.
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Post by tigerwolf on Jun 15, 2010 22:13:36 GMT -5
After tracking the scents for days tigerwolf was getting close to the source, He could sence there were many wolves in the area
looking around him with paranoid thoughts as well as hope that he had found companions he stepped into a clearing to see a lone wolf standing there
with a shy voice he says , hedos
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