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Zasha would have to admit she was a little surprised. She had not heard of a war taking place. It saddened her know of such a thing. So many lives would be lost, lives that should be treasured. She wondered what it was all for. How long had it been going on? Did he think it would come down here? IT was a good thing she not decided to go to those territories. That last thing she wanted to be involved in again was a war. Her mind faded back to the last one she saw. It was terrible. She had to decide between which of the two territories she was dedicated too. She just ended up saying no to both and leaving. She had been there for 2 weeks when it started. Well she could only hope she didn’t have to see such a thing again.

She tried to remember as many names as she could, but unfortunately she was a visual learner. She would have to meet eh said wolves to remember them. The hotel did sound interesting. She loved meeting new wolves so she decided she would more likely stay there. Of course she would check the dens out as well and she wanted to see the horses. She loved riding horses. In the American Mid-west she had riding many of them. It was while she was resting with an Indian based pack. She had to say it was there she favored most of all. Everyone was so very connected and depended greatly on each other. Every night they would have a fire and sit around it. Many of her stories were heard there, she also taught how to read English too many of them.

Her mind came back to focuses on the task at hand, even though her paws were sore and she craved much rest, she decided to look around a bit. Maybe while exploring her new home, she would find a nice spot to relax and soak up some sun.“Thank you Vigilante. You have been very kind. I will try and keep an eye out for those you mentioned.” She lowered her head in thanks and good bye.


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