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Post by Wildstorm on Dec 13, 2007 15:02:50 GMT -5
Wildstorm looked around the camp board. There hadn't been much to do lately so she just watched the Clan. Wildstorm's head shot around when a white wolve with black paws came over to her. "Hello Whiteclaw." Wildstorm said with a slight nod of the head. Whiteclaw lowered her head in respect to the female alpha then lifted it. "Hello Wildstorm."
((sorry for shortness WB))
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Post by wolfwarrior on Dec 14, 2007 12:30:59 GMT -5
Wolfwarrior heard the quiet sound of two wolves talking, and she crept closer. her heas was down, her body crouched as she moved silently toward the voices. Through the trees she saw Wildstorm and Whiteclaw conversing, and inside her, she felt a slight pang that she couldn't identify. Memories of her mate appeared out of nowhere, and she pushed them back into the recesses of her mind.
She sat up suddenly, making her presence be known, and sat still until acknowledged by Wildstorm and Whiteclaw. The two wolves glanced her way, and Wolfwarrior bowed her head in respect to the other wolves in the clan. Without a word, the two turned back into their conversation.
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Post by Wildstorm on Dec 15, 2007 16:18:13 GMT -5
Wildstorm walked over to Wolfwarrior. "Hello Wolfwarrior." Wildstorm barked sitting down infront of the wolve. The female alpha looked at the wolve then she bowed her head for a second in respect also. Whiteclaw walked over and sat down next to Wildstorm.
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Post by wolfwarrior on Dec 18, 2007 12:29:39 GMT -5
"Hey Wildstorm." Wolfwarrior said, "What's going on?" The silver wolf looked over at Whiteclaw, then returned her gaze to Wildstorm. "i haven't gotten a chance to speak with you very much lately, and I've been trying to find you to ask you something. Do you know when the next big hunt is?"
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Post by Wildstorm on Dec 20, 2007 18:01:47 GMT -5
Wildstorm looked at Wolfwarrior. "Nothing much is going on and the next big hunt I don't know when that is yet I will talk to Atreyu about it." Wildstorm insured Wolfwarrior. Whiteclaw stayed quiet she wasn't a very talkative wolf.
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