OOC.
The smell kept lingering, and now it was more like a stench. It got stronger than before, and now it really did smell like moldy wolf. Axelle’s eyes widened as Voron’s statement pinpointed exactly what she was smelling, ”Yeah, yeah. It smells kinda cheesy. What is that?” Axelle, again, began looking around her making sure she wasn’t sitting on anything disgusting. She was totally prepared for Voron to tell her she just sat in a huge pile of mud, but it didn’t feel that way. The grass underneath her butt seemed perfectly dry and grassy. She checked underneath herself and there was no pile of mud or anything else gross beneath her rump.
She switched back to the question that remained unanswered because of the strange smell, ”Oh, I don’t know exactly why they left, but both Phoenix Valley and Dahlia de Mai joined and made a super pack and made camp in a different set of lands.” How would she know why? She could, but that would be trespassing. She had heard that the Alpha supposedly had a strange dream that the lands were not suitable for them anymore. And so, they packed up and left for good. If anything were to happen, Axelle would go down in history with Dahlia de Mai, now that it was neutral territory. Axelle suddenly twitched, feeling some form of movement slide up the fur of her back. Whatever it was had an icy touch to it, and it almost made her shudder. She turned to look and there was nothing there. She touched the area, and it felt weird almost like someone had just touched her there. Maybe it was Dracula playing tricks on her again. He had his special way of doing that, and she had her special way of believing it.
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