~ Rolling Hills ~ a wolf RP

Brin landed at the prey pile, stumbling a little in his landing. He wasn't thinking clearly today. He hadn't even meant to land in the wolf camp. He looked around and tried to clear his head. Today was the anniversary of his mate and chicks death.
Brutus found himself walking over to the bird, he was happier than ever, almost as happy as when he became a beta, " hello brin"
 

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