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Terra shrugged at his words. That is when I left my pack. Her interactions with others were based on old memories, of what her pack had done and what she'd done. Her pack had been extremely playful though. Tearing apart things for pure joy or killing sheep had been just a part of life. The sheep were rarely eaten, as they were so destroyed.

So if I'm a child, humor a small pup? Terra bowed down, tail wagging lazily. Strel wasn't very wolf like, despite his nature. If anything, he acted like the humans she'd been told about. Stretching she morphed back into her optime form, to nuzzle at Strel. Play with me, anything you wish. Her voice dipped into the croon her old pack had been known for, mournful and playful at the same time.


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