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I think she means it kind of like x2
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.( Yes, what OWLKINS said. My version of "X2". )( +10. I liked Azar. )
(what do you mean 10+? the death would be PG 10? or on a scale on 1-10 you liked her?)
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"What is it?" Wildfire asked, trotting into the den as if he was welcome with open arms. When he saw the still Azar, his gaze fell to the ground. A single drop of water appeared on his cheek. Was this proud alpha... crying?!?! Indeed, he was. "Hunter... I'm sorry," he whispered, his voice cracking. "She was a wonderful PackMate..." His voice trailed off with a slight waver.Hunter, oblivious to what had happened to his dearest mate, trotted back to the dens with a warm rabbit in his jaws. "Azar?" he called. When he didn't get an answer, he trotted into their den. His heart soared when he saw the pups. "Oh Azar, they're beautiful!" But then, as he looked again, he realized something.
She wasn't moving.
"No..." he breathed. His heart fell to his paws, and he coiled around her lovingly as tears formed in his eyes. "Azar, wake up... Please... These pups need you!I need you!" He held Azar's muzzle up with his own. Desperation tingled in his paws. She was just tired from the birth... She was just sleeping... But deep down, he knew that it was merely wishful thinking. He howled his sorrowful heart to the heavens.
Wildfire had lost the scent trail now. Humph, he grumbled to himself, as he padded towards the densite. Un-loyal mutt.
( Scrolling is painful, so here are my responses to where I'm needed. )
"I do understand, Hunter," Wildfire said, confidence oozing out of every cell in his body. "If you are willing, we shall go look for her. She is probably alone and afraid."
With that said, the black he-wolf put his nose close to the ground, and began to follow the faint scent trail Silver head left in her wake.
Meanwhile, Koda, a friendly DarkPack wolf ( The irony, I know. ), trotted through a forest in the Loner Lands. Paw steps high, he had no idea where he was going, but had faith that all would end well.
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"Errr... Cyan. You know. Like the color...," Cyan paused, "my mother named me that. 'Cause of my nearly blue fur. You see how it's dark enough gray so the white hairs mix in to form blue? My father had the same fur as me."
Cyan knew she was rattling, although there was nothing she could do to stop it. It was a habit that she had no way to break, as it was a result of nervousness. Still... it would be nice if I could keep my cool for once!!! Cyan chided herself.
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Willowsong ( I speak the truth, my sister forced me into naming her that! ) pounced after the mouse, disappearing into the foliage. As the rustling began to subside, here came the white she-wolf, a disgusted look on her face, the foliage continuing to rustle as a result of her wake.
But Silver was long gone. She was now in the loner lands, her pawsteps guiding her across the vast, grassy plains. Her once bright blue eyes were now clouded with uncertainty. Where am I going? What pack will I join? ...Will I join a pack again? Silver's heart had been torn when she had left Pinepack. She still cherished the pack; it was where she had been born and raised, and all of her friends, as well as her twin brother, Hunter, lived there. She wanted to stay... but she didn't trust its leaders now. She longed for Hunter to come and join her, but he now had a mate, and would probably have pups soon. Not only would he most definitely say no, it would be selfish for her to expect him to abandon Azar. She lifted her head to the sky, which had turned a brilliant orange color with the dawn. I'll miss you, Hunter, Azar, Dewdrop, Isis... but it's time for me to walk my own path now.
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Faedon sighed, and resisted the urge to roll her eyes as Cyan rambled on. Faedon wasn't a patient wolf by any means, and this wolf was especially aggravating. She hated interacting with jumpy and anxious wolves, but she hated wolves who were silent all the time, as well. It wasn't easy to please her, and that was one reason she didn't have a ton of friends. "Go on." Her tone held a hint of sarcasm.
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Cody flattened his ears back against his skull. So she runs my prey off, and then gets exasperated when I point it out? I'd be apologizing profusely. Little brat.
Koda happened to be walking along the same field, his form as low to the ground as possible.
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"Eh... uh... that's it... I, uh, think..." Cyan mentally gritted her teeth. More memories to ramble on about were popping up, yet she refused to let them through her mouth. As a result, her head was hurting greatly.
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Willowsong drew her paw along the dirt, a look of apology on her face.
Silver climbed up onto a large boulder to get a better look at her surroundings. She gently rasped her tongue over her white chest.
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"Alright, then." Faedon's voice was as dry as a desert. "So, what are you doing now?"
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Cody's ears lifted, before they drooped a bit. He felt a bit guilty for thinking those angry thoughts now. "Thank you." Maybe Willowsong wasn't so bad.
Koda danced to side in surprise; he had no idea that there was someone else lurking.
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"Wandering," Cyan said, holding her tongue. She really didn't want to launch into a lengthy and detailed description of how she came to a wandering life.
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"For what?" Willowsong asked, left ear swiveling.