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Letha
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Date Posted: 22:03:40 01/31/03 Fri
In reply to:
Falissi, Vero and Adrenaline
's message, "When Moons Cry..." on 18:06:06 01/30/03 Thu
[meep, might we change it to night?? Letha has issues, like most Balkar, and if it is day, she'd be hidden away from the light instead of out in the open]
Wolven orbs watched the scuffle between brother and sister. The metallic scent reached her nostrils and shadows stirred in her mind, but no more than the rustle of autum leaves. Fluffed appendage[sp?] was still beside her, the wolfess not paying much mind but still watching the fight. A cynical thought of the Shadow's crossed Letha's mind, 'A shame no one died...' but she brushed it away like an annoying insect.
Shoulders were rolled to loosen a few muscles, her frame already larger than it had been when she had first became member to the Balkar. Her fur was longer, as well, and not as pup-fluffy as it had been when she was younger. Though, dispite her progress, she was still growing.
No motion was made towards the carcass as other members wandered towards the kill to take their share. It was anyone's guess why she didn't move but simply remained where she was and watched the rest of the pack. She didn't mind hunting for the pack, not at all. One might even be able to say she was happy to help, but none the less, her thoughts were masked.
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