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Date Posted: 19:13:24 12/21/03 Sun
Author: Reire Softfoot
Subject: _|_ Youthful Antics _|_
In reply to: Silver Light 's message, "|Every instant of time is a pinprick of eternity|" on 13:26:41 12/21/03 Sun

(( *Small yelp of surprise* What?! What did I do?! *hides from shaking finger* Innocent I swear! Wha? Cute me? *gets tackled* Yeeeeiiah! Oo; ))

_|_ With a low chuckle, he watched his mate enter their den, following with soft steps. He listened to her, the sudden pain of loss returning to his eyes for a moment, the memories returning. His step faultered and he sat on the cool ground of the den. _|_
I had left to search for myself and to find my mother's pack. I found the remains of my mother's pack deep in the barren lands of the tundra...my mother close to death and Tsular still in rule...Upon arriving to fight Tsular, Momoto showed himself, and promised to watch my back from Tsular's followers...and so I fought Tsular for my mother's freedom...which was given...by was soon followed by the humans invading Tsular's pack lands and taking out all but three wolves, who scatterd... _|_ His voice choked, eyes staring at his paws. Momoto was amoung the dead...I was so angered by his loss, I stole into the Hunter's camp and made off with the skin of my son, which I then fed to the icy ground in burial.... _|_ His voice faultered and he sat in silence for a few minutes, gathering himself together to continue._|_ I was laying on the remains of the grasses when I had a vision of Momoto coming in through the clouds. He told me to return to the pack and to find you and my children...and my life's work was to protect you for the rest of my days...So I shall...He promised to keep a scout's eye on the pack...and our family...What a good son I had...

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