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Date Posted: 14:47:55 11/02/02 Sat
Author: strider, wind dancer
Subject: call of the wild, chill of the north winds
In reply to: Obsidian 's message, "-hark, a raid calls to us!- [EVERYONE]" on 08:24:34 11/02/02 Sat







his real name unknow but around here they call him strider




masculine slowly walked to obsidian, his rightfull leader for ever. a yip of happyness is emmited as the wind blows through his larg puff ball of a coat. his golden eyes peering out from deep within the mats of fur. a lupine smile played his face, as the winds blew by nipping his ears and mug with a frosty punch. his bass voice ringing out from deep within his chast as he started to sing for the nights ears. his song was dedicated to his loved ones, and spoke of happyness and joy for the herem was going to raid, but soon his fac turned serious, he knew it was time to work, he walked closer to obsidian, and sat himself down next to him, but left enough room for thos higher ranked than he to be closer. awaiting his orders but his mind gears turning finding a way he could kill, but the he rememberd
the spy

obsy, should we send our loved spy out for a walk
she could find us the right mares to take down, who to stay away from, and the herds weeknesses.
what do you think?

his dial danced with wonder, awaitning his leaders anouncements.




the call of her lord brought her near, snifing the air to lead her through the on comming blizzard as the snows fell hard, visiblility slim but sound and smell worked just fine.
upon reaching her loved family she nudged obsidian, awaiting any order he might have for her.
she was ready to kill her next meal. her pools had become crazed with the wiating for food

ooc: sorry its short as well, but im on the run, dinner time lol

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