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his real name unknown but around here they call him strider |
beast sees she come near, watching her stare at the small bit of food he had brought home, feeling sad for she, he rose from a sitting position, yipped and dashed into the woods. stalking yet another prey, he would do so all night if he must. and he wouldnt come home till he got what they wanted. the whole pack needed something, and he was ther to please. not long after darting away came yet again the shrill cry of a small woodland beast, and the distant but strong smell of death and fresh blood. the cracking of snow and ice under his large pads grew louder and quicker as he ran with his maw around a Racoon for she. tossing it her way befor he turned and ran to his fav spot at the edge of the woods where once again he howeled, the song of victory and joy, a song for the nights ears. he was doing his job and enjoyed it so. the blood he had drank would keep him warm for a long time, and fool. so he was in no rush to feed himself |
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