...entrance... -- Blackfire Forest

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Date Posted: 12:53:11 11/12/01 Mon
Author: Shay & Hunter
Subject: ...entrance...

++The sable male enters, his prime had slipped away like the wind. This had been his home since the ripe age of two, he'd been the faithful Beta of Midnight's pack, Icy Meadows, and had served his alpha well. He'd been the proud mate of one, but she left as quickly as she had come...betrayal. But there had been another, and he knew she to be gone as well. Battered body ripples with thinning muscles, pelt ragged and ravaged in places, a limp in his left hind leg, there for ages. Scars litter his flesh, all old and healing over, amber eyes glinting as he saunters forth into his homeland.++

\/The younger male follows, pelt of steel grey but eyes the same as his father's. He trots ahead of the old wolf, full of energy and the desire to explore everything. An adolescent he still has much to learn, the same glint of playfulness that had once shone in his father now stands out visibly in him. Hard muscles are beginning to develop, fur thickening around his scruff. Turning his nose upwards a long howl is sent forth. Turning to the old male he asks hopefully.\/ When shall we make the pack father?

++Male snorts slightly.++ When I find the territory...that is when...

Who shall be alpha female? Mother is not here...and I very much doubt her return...

++He looks to his son and shakes his head, sighing heavily.++ I have had two mates in my lifetime...I do not wish a third...when it is your turn to take alpha, you will choose your femme...++And with that he says no more.++

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...silence... -- Maleeka, 20:29:36 11/12/01 Mon