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All you can do is keep breathing
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[html]  OoC: Sorry about lateness, I didn't see this until now ^^;;
IC:
It was rather relaxing to walk through Crimison Dreams territory. They had picked a good piece of land; beautiful and had plenty of food. Also, it seemed the only place she could wander without being confronted by a coyote-hater. Sighing, she scratched the back of her head; Garnet really needed to stop going near Dahlia lands, they were destined to hate her, and all other packs were probably justified too. After all, the coyote clan Inferni had done some vile things in their time, and it seemed that their sin was also hers, just because of species. Hopefully there would be a better world for her children.
About that time, the black coyote picked up a puppy scent along with another that she recognized. Naniko, alpha here. The Massacre smiled and she began to walk towards the scent until she could see a lake and two figures approaching it. One the bright, clean white of the alpha, and the other a tiny black pup. Garnet walked down towards them, yipping out a greeting. ”Fine day for fishing!”
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