Furtive haze
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_____He had seen this other male around _Storm, just like most other wolves, but he happened to be one whom he didn’t know on a more personal basis. What was his name, again? He couldn’t remember. _Pilot swung his body up and grasped the branch with his hands, before letting his legs uncross and fall below him. Gently, he released his grip and fell only a short distance to the ground. "A little, I s’ppose," he chuckled. He crouched down in front Tamerlane, though his mind went back to a time when he had met another luperci while climbing trees – Physe. He hadn’t seen him in ages and wondered silently where he had gotten off to. "I’m sorry, the name’s escaping me. I’m _Pilot, but you are?" He asked, absentmindedly raising a hand to grasp the obsidian arrowhead hanging from his twine necklace.




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