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 | The swish of tundra grass against silver pelt brought a wave of remembrance to the crouched femme. Long had the days and nights been since she’d had no choice but to abandon her former home and pack lands. The action had weighed heavy on her heart and it was with this weight that the silver nymph had finally made her way back and into the now docile and forsaken lands. Twin towers were erect and tense as the brush snapped and gave under the weight of another. Though lupine it was not – a deer, a doe to be exact came crashing through the underbrush no more than two lengths from where the silver shewolf was resting. Stomach bare for weeks neigh months could not help but let forth the tell al tale of hunger as maw was licked and limbs tensed, barrel lowered to the ground as much as possible, blending into the snow covered ground till the doe had passed. Soon as the doe had passed her location – Mist lunged from the cover of pine trees and underbrush chasing the doe. She didn’t know what she’d do if she caught it – it wasn’t often one wolf took down prey this size but she was hungry and rabbits just wouldn’t cut it anymore. Dubbance: Gender: Moons survived: Home: Position: Companion: Pups: |