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Date Posted: 09:31:39 10/27/02 Sun
Author: Blitz
Subject: Enamels bared in disgust at the one who bore the name of Artic
In reply to: Silverfang 's message, "_°..we..Wear..a..Mask..of..Lies°_" on 17:41:07 10/26/02 Sat

Silly bitch this one had become, not the one had known. Orbs turn from her disdainful show to SilverFang, widening in shock. She, she the one, she was still alive? That was why he had left, why he had cowardly fled, he could not bear the thought of her gone. Stepping forwards lightly his fur bristling at the disgusting tone of the "alpha" did she know not a wit of body language? Did she have not a iota of common sense, apparantly not. Orbs glance one last time to the own who bore the name Artic, soft mirthless icely cold laughter sunk slowly into the frozen air. Turning back to the one before him, the one on the ground, the real ghost back from the dead. Slowly his muzzle dipped towards her, burshing her silken fur with reverance soft whoosh of breath as he gazed in wonder at the gift the mother had given make to him. He had merely come to recieve what was his due, the punishment for leaving his pack leaderless and he knew of only this pack, he had mourned long for the silvered one, thinking her gone forever. But she was here, and she remembered him, and had waited for him. Would wonders never cease. Lightly falling to the ground at her side, his muzzle resting at her feet his orbs locked on hers he sat.

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