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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 12:54 am
Mist looked across the desolate wasteland. Normally she wouldn't let her curiousity get her to adventure out but her mother and father had left her a few days ago. She ventured more in to the terrtory, it was quiet. Bones were everywhere but she didn't touch them remembering what her mother said about touching bones of a dead body. As Mist ventured deeper into the territory she realized where she was. Bone Pack Terrirtory. She thought to herself.
As she wandered deeper and deeper into the territory she got more curious. She didn't fear for her life because there really was nothing for her to lose. She realized that she would be treated as an intruder here. Well, basically she was one.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 3:07 pm
Irons saw everything that came in and out of his lands, from his throne of Bones in the center of his Pack's territory. This was his world... and it could only make him raise an eyebrow when he saw a young pup wander inside. Most couldn't bear the smell, let alone someone so small. Even his own children had been skittish, though they had soon gotten over it. The Alpha smiled absently, wondering where the two boys had wandered off too... causing trouble, no doubt, wherever they were. Hopefully for their mother, so it wouldn't be his problem.
But this cub... he couldn't very well let it wander around, and it wasn't as though any of his own pride members were having children. He would have known something like that... and even if he didn't, Szalka would... and if she didn't, Valin would, sneaky bugger that he was. He was the only one Irons lost track of. And so he went after this cub, curious to know what she was doing on his land... it could be fun... depending on what it was doing.
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 3:56 pm
Mist stalked deeper and deeper into the territory until her nose picked up a scent, someone was there, watching her. She let out a low growl and looked around. As she expected there was nothing but bones everywhere she looked. There was no one there and yet she still smelt something, or someone.
As she carried on her exploration Mist grew suspicious, she knew that someone was definatley there and watching her. She spun around and growled, "Who ever you are come out I know you're there."
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 10:25 am
"Sparky... bold, even, for someone so very young." Irons said as he walked out of the shadows, knowing he could have easily stayed hidden, to scare her more... but frankly, that would have been too boring. His day was already dull enough.
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Posted: Fri Mar 07, 2008 8:08 pm
Mist's eyes glazed in what seemed like fear but were instantly replaced with a mixture of curiousity and awareness. "Who are you?" Mist asked keeping her voice flat not revealing any of her emotions. She looked over the big wolf who stood in front of her. He was a strong wolf, she could tell by his muscles.
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Posted: Sat Mar 08, 2008 5:03 pm
"Irons." He replied, giving only his name at first, smelling her fear like candy. So sweet... though he was not one for canabalism... except on special occasion. If the girl annoyed him, he supposed that Szalka could always use another sacrifice to the Bones. A young wolf outsider wouldn't hurt. "And all of this... is my land."
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 3:31 pm
Mist would have fled by now normally, but something held her there. Something she couldn't put her paw on. "I didn't know." She replied slowly. She did know that this was a bad place to be in for someone of her age. Mist suddenly realized that she was letting off a fear scent, that wasn't good. Mist slowly but steadily relaxed. Showing fear was the worst thing she could do.
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 3:31 pm
"So then... why are you still here?" Irons asked, still clearly very amused by the entire situation. Such a little wolf, trying so hard not to be scared... how could he not find that funny? But he did give her credit for standing up to him. He usually didn't get that.
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