01-10-2011, 05:20 PM
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The wind brought a scent to Voron's nose. It was the scent of a wolf. The female's hackles went up immediatly and her brown eyes narrowed; she hadn't been in the pack long but already she had a sense of terratory. And this wolf was and intruder. It did not smell like a pack wolf.
The wind brought a scent to Voron's nose. It was the scent of a wolf. The female's hackles went up immediatly and her brown eyes narrowed; she hadn't been in the pack long but already she had a sense of terratory. And this wolf was and intruder. It did not smell like a pack wolf.
Voron lowered herself to the ground and stalked upwind, attempting to remain hidden until she could the the other wolf. Her ears were twitching frantically, measuring every sound and judging it for possible threat. When she finally saw the other, it was obvious he was aware of her presence. His posture was defensive, expecting an attack. The black female watched him for a second, wondering what she should do. Finally, she gave a sigh and rose, striding towards the male. Her ears and tail were up, but her hackles were down and her tail waved slowly back and forth. She was dominant, but not aggressive; she was willing to give the stranger a chance.
"Who are you?" she asked as she approached
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