06-21-2009, 12:38 AM
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The hybrid walked around the border area of Cour des Miracles. He padded along happily, as he enjoyed being in a new pack that he liked. The king, Jacquez Trouillefou, seemed like a nice guy. He had the properties of being king, or leader of this pack. Talon would be honoured to join under him and do what he can to help the pack's growth. The hybrid was determned to lend a hand in it. Hopefully, he could meet some of the other pack members that were scattered around the place. Though scattered, they would eventually be found. From what the golden hybrid knows, no matter where you hide, you'll be found, eventually. He, as always, carried his bow and quiver. It was habit to take it anywhere he goes, since that all he did before he joined Cour des Miracles. Come to think of it, why was it called Cour des Miracles? It was an odd, but good name to call a pack, but what did it mean? He knew it was French, but he wasn't a French understanding hybrid. Maybe next time he sees Jacquez, he would have to ask him about it. Maybe it meant a place where a miracles can happen or something similar that had something to do with Miracles. He then came upon the scent of another. It had Cour des Miracles on it. Another member maybe? Had to be. It was faint, but easily noticeable. He wondered off his path to find another wolf there. A dog mix looking. It wasn't like a normal wolf he saw. It wasn't a bother. This would be an oppurtune time to interact with another packmember. Approaching the other canine, he gave a smile. "Hello there." |