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Posted: Fri Sep 14, 2007 3:40 pm
Libenalas felt thouroughly confused, she wandered in silence past her pack boundaries feeling secure in her roaming since she had a friend in the nearest pack. It was nice to have a friend, but Gracia had her own family and Libenalas couldn't turn to her for help within her own pack. She could use the help though, the lynx Algoma was apparently of no aid and Libenalas didn't like her around at all. Twist, her alpha, was young and headstrong and Libenalas had no idea how to give advice without insulting her. All in all this was getting more complex then the way she had imagined, wasn't a pack supposed to be close? She had yet to meet the beta of the pack, a puppy of all things. She sighed and sat down feeling a pang of her old loneliness.
"It's not supposed to be this way..." she said to herself as she thought about how badly she had wanted to form closer relationships, friends, pack, and family. Instead she seemed to have an enemy in Algoma, and resentment from Twist for her advice.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 10:47 am
Zakhar had been wandering the area for the past few days. His heart was beginning to become numb, and his soul grew weary that he had perhaps stumbled across another barren land.
"How long has it been?" the crimson and night wolf asked the voiceless forest, sighing then fumbling into a squat.
He missed everything, packs, wolves, heck even the company of a squirrel or cocky raven would be far greater then being alone. He missed it all, and his heart squirmed and cried for it. Zakhar was most defiantly not a lone, in fact the solitude drove him near mad. Oh how he wished to be around wolves again.
A distant faint scent caught his attention, causing the 'gamma' to return to his feet. Could that be? No...it couldn't.
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Posted: Sat Sep 15, 2007 12:29 pm
Libenalas lifted her blue eyed gaze towards the heavens wondering where she would find aid. It seemed unless she could convince a friend to join the pack she would remain alone, within the pack but in her heart alone. She slowly move to lay down her pink and white fur contrasting against the dark forest foilage.
She set her head on her paws wondering how to go about fixing her sorry situation, though she felt she couldn't leave until she had made things alright for Twist's pack. She needed to find some other adults that would help, that could help. She rolled listlessy on her side her breathing shallowing out while she focused.
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