~Wolves of Silver Mist~ A Role Play Always accepting!

Night nodded.

Night nodded. " I am sorry for asking you so early if you would be my mate." He blinked.

Star shivered. "Still cold." She wailed like a pup.

Thunderbird entered Star's den. She looked at Star and said gently but firmly, "Calm down, you are getting better. Your fever is going down, so you have a good chance." She said, brushing the remaining snow from Star's coat.
 

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