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 Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 3:29 pm
Wazaam was an older pup now, relishing in the art of trying to act strong, and brave. But he deep inside, was really a very big wuss of a wolf. He was strong though, no doubt about that. And his emerald orbs that shined, shined with the same knowledge.
His tail was set straight behind him as he stood, stiffly, keeping his eyes on the one part of teh packlands. It was the very boundary, and he'd been playing Jump the Line for about an hour or two now.
But he heard something. He swore someone was out there, but he remained quiet, unspeaking.
If he spoke, and it was a bad lander wolf.. Then he'd have issues, and even Twist couldnt save him from that kind of pain.
Orange pelted paws finally started walking the churned dirt earth again. He resumed his pace, his destination known.
He was going to go back to the beginning of the packlands. The Safe Zone..
But..
He stopped again, ears perked, nose wriggling, and body still.
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 4:40 pm
((I'm going to log this as happening before Leto is taken into his new pack, so he's a teen right now, without scarf and bracelets))
Glancing behind him, sure that his alpha would appear from the trees to take him back to that hell, Leto picked his way through the forest as quickly as his injured paw would let him. He held the leg tight to his belly and was thankful that he had hurt a rear paw; wolves traveled better with both front legs in full working order.
Though he was now in no-wolf's land, a free zone where any wolf could tread without fear, he knew that another pack's lands were just ahead of him, through the trees. It gave him pause, because he could already scent another wolf on the wind. His nose told him that it was only a pup, however, and the tension in his shoulders eased a little.
Still . . . He looked over his shoulder again, just to make sure. Than, with a huff, he continued forward, debating if he should show himself to the pup. His mind was made up, however, when he tripped over a root and went tumbling head over tail into the open, in direct view of the brightly orange wolf.
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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 9:56 am
[Kay, Sounds good. Like the Title? XD *bricked*]
Wazaam merely stopped, midstep as the stranger tripped and fell into his path. He wasnt really going anywhere, but not five feet in front of him, someone had almost died!
Not really sure about whether he should care or not, his heart took over his mind this time.
"Are you okay?"
He asked, raising an eyebrow, and lowering his head. He was a pup, but he looked almost teenaged. He had that small skinny-ness about him.
"That, did not look enjoyable."
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