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 Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 8:59 pm
"We are small. A new pack - starting from scratch." Ralastor walked past Dumaka without looking at him, head high. He inhaled, tracking the scent of the prey this wolf had originally been after. "But that's not important. What is important is strength. I will not tolerate weakness in any of my followers, regardless of age or rank." His nostrils fluttered, and he smiled. "If you can keep up with those expectations, you will reap the benefits of my protection." He grew quiet, stalking towards the scent trail the raccoons had left behind. "Your strength is mine, and mine is yours," he whispered, "care for a little dinner?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 30, 2011 11:57 pm
Dumaka watch Ralastor as he passed him noting that the dark wolf didn't look at him. Dumaka wasn't worried about that, he knew his place. The only thing that twinge at his gut a little was the comment about weakness. However that was whiped away at the mention of dinner. Dumaka suppressed a growl from his stomach. This pack was already proving beneficial to him, though pretty much any pack would have improved his life. "Dinner would be wonderful," he responded turning to follow Ralastor.
((So... how far are we going with this RP?))
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