~ Rolling Hills ~ a wolf RP

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"Not mine," Brin tried to explain, "little wolf's," he attempted, not knowing the english word for coyote
Brutus laid down, too tired to walk any farther," I see. " He said, then started cleaning his paw, the blood was still coming but slower now. He winced as his tongue cleaned the wound, a droplet of blood dripped from his muzzle
 
Brutus laid down, too tired to walk any farther," I see. " He said, then started cleaning his paw, the blood was still coming but slower now. He winced as his tongue cleaned the wound, a droplet of blood dripped from his muzzle
Brin cocked his head and made a clicking noise with his beak inquiring if he could come closer. He was tired from the battle and didn't feel like flying to his nest.
 
Brin cocked his head and made a clicking noise with his beak inquiring if he could come closer. He was tired from the battle and didn't feel like flying to his nest.
Brutus watched him carefully, never taking his eyes of the vulture while cleaning his wounds. He finished and layed his head down, still watching brin," so... What's your name?!"
 
Brutus watched him carefully, never taking his eyes of the vulture while cleaning his wounds. He finished and layed his head down, still watching brin," so... What's your name?!"
Brin sighed, he had forgotten wolves don't understand what the clicking and everything means. "Brin," he said and experimentally stepped closer, watching the wolf closely.
 
Brin sighed, he had forgotten wolves don't understand what the clicking and everything means. "Brin," he said and experimentally stepped closer, watching the wolf closely.
Brutus bared his teeth slightly, but seeing no harm would come from the bird, he calmed down," nice name. I'm brutus" he said, wincing as he lifted his head to talk.
 

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