Misa laid in a corner far from Klash. She faced away from him. She couldn't believe she almost said she liked him...Klash glared at her, before limping back to the den. He slowly laid down on the ground, wincing as he did so.
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Misa laid in a corner far from Klash. She faced away from him. She couldn't believe she almost said she liked him...Klash glared at her, before limping back to the den. He slowly laid down on the ground, wincing as he did so.
Misa laid in a corner far from Klash. She faced away from him. She couldn't believe she almost said she liked him...
This made Misa blush more, but she still faced away. "It-It was m-my fault..." She said. "Why did i stutter!? ugh!" She thought to herself.Klash laid his head down on the ground with a sigh. His mind was whirling with thoughts. He looked over at Misa, who had her back to him. "Sorry I snarled at you." He grumbled at her.
"What!? No!" She barked, turning around, showing her red, blushing face. When she noticed what she did, she turned back and faced the wall. "A Darkpack wolf never cries..."He lifted his head. "Are you crying?!" He said in surprise.
Edit: (Whoops, forgot to quote. xD )
Phoenix lunged at the man nearest the den, grabbing his shirt in the air, and twisting his head so that the man landed on his face in a very painful position.Faedon's head shot up when she heard Phoenix, but looked to Girvan when she heard him yell out her name. Her eyes were green orbs of flame that seemed to be able to melt anything with their gaze. "You. Humans. Keep away. From my pups." Although her voice was a low, dangerous growl, her words carried power that made it seem as though she was howling, and her voice was spiked with a demonic intensity. Her fire-color pelt blazed in the wind, and it almost appeared as though flames had engulfed her body. She looked like a beast unchained from hell itself, and Lupine help the receiving end of her fury. In this case, that was the humans.