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Hawk licked Gerbil's head absently, pulling burs.
Now and again Gerb would yelp as she yanked a rather entangled one out, then glare back over at the woods where the demonic little buggers came from.

Crow lay with his head propped up solemnly on one of the logs and ears back. His tail twitched now and again and he set his eyes in a squint to keep the fly, which was apperantly obsessed with eating them, out of them.
 
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Name: Viper
Gender: Female
Rank: Pup
Fur color: She is mostly white with black socks, ear tips, tail tip and mane thingo. There is a thin line of deep red running from her nose, down her back and to the tip of her tail. Red-brown eyes.
Personality: Although she has an evil-sounding name, Viper is very nice. Kind, generous and shy. Viper aspires to be a herb-wolf, and tries to learn as much as she can from Wren.
Crush/other: Parents are Sparrow and Chickadee.
Secret Code: Winter
 
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I think so! Lemme see.
Name: Viper
Gender: Female
Rank: Pup
Fur color: She is mostly white with black socks, ear tips, tail tip and mane thingo. There is a thin line of deep red running from her nose, down her back and to the tip of her tail. Red-brown eyes.
Personality: Although she has an evil-sounding name, Viper is very nice. Kind, generous and shy. Viper aspires to be a herb-wolf, and tries to learn as much as she can from Wren.
Crush/other: Parents are Sparrow and Chickadee.
Secret Code: Winter

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Lion and Dove nuzzled each other. Only two of their pups were still alive: Bobcat and Cheetah. They were strong little things, about half the size of Squirrel. Squirrel himself was getting large and sleek, though he would never be as large as Lion.
Dove was soon expecting another litter.

Finch's litter had all but one died. That one was named Caracal, a lively little brownish-yellow pup with tufted ears.

Sandpiper was becoming depressed. She missed Kouprey desperately and longed to return to Snowpack...

Bluejay was becoming fond of her little group. She cracked jokes incessantly and began to enjoy the company of Squirrel. However, she refused to admit her feelings for him. His heart seemed to be for another, and she had a guess as to who that lucky she-wolf might be...
 
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