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

(Ok, I'll start then :p)

Faolan finished drinking, and lifted his muzzle from the stream, water dripped down to the soft ground. He gazed at the two she wolves for a moment, concern and the slightest tinge of confusion showing in the small frown he held on his ruddy yet handsome black face. His eyes flickered between the two, before he finally said, "We should go back, Shadow and Raven will be needing us".


Keme saw Feather snap at Charger, and a small yet firm frown formed "Leave off, Feather. We'll deal with her later" He said.
 
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