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Some tend to get nervous. Not always for a reason, it's just who they are. The white wolf should know. When he was going back to the tundra packland where he was born, he was so nervous that he couldn't think. Eventually, he was able to do it without shaking. However, he went back after his parents died, but the pack was destroyed. Wasn't a snowstorm, but rogue wolves that hide away in the tundra. Pendzez was upset then because the pack was like a second home. However, he managed to go on by himself. Pendzez smiled at her first reply
He then smiled lightly at what she said. She doesn't think she's cute, but no one even mentioned it to her, except Pendzez, now. So he was the first to comment her on her looks. She was cute, that was a fact. Pendzez was just being honest. "No one once ever commented you on your looks? Don't why they wouldn't. You do look cute." Thinking about it, he thought about that time with Jazper.
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