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Noah was still learning the in and out’s of the pack lands, he had just gathered enough respect in the eyes of the member to have the luck to be able to claim his own cabin. Before that he stayed in the main house, he watched the cows and made sure that they were taken care of. They belonged to Phoenix Valley; Noah didn’t let a being that didn’t have the scent of the pack land on their coat around these cows. He had actually started to gain the trust of some of the younger ones. It had to have been there first winter. The bulls did not seem fazed by him, and the heifers at first was really jumpy and easily spooked by him, but now they just looked at him gave him a roll of their eyes and then went back to eating the grass. Noah enjoyed watching the calf’s growing, and getting to know each of their personalities.
The silver hued male was out in the field messing around with the water, making sure that their water wasn’t frozen over, which today it was. He walked in it and heard the faint cracking sounds under his paws, with a smile he walked over and to the bank sitting down, and then lifting up onto his back paws as he fell forward smacking the ice, the Valley pack member repeated the process a few more times till the ice cracked open. Making sure that the bigger ice was gone the male was pleased with him-self. With a wag of his tail he turned around to go move one of the mother’s to the water.
At first the Fuerre thought the sound that made him stop in his action was the wind coming off the water, and then it whipped back around and hit him again as it echoed off the barn. The male lowered his head standing up, shaking his coat off, the male took off at a limping run. He pushed the pain into the back of his mind as he came to the borders smelling the scent of one of the other packs. He wasn’t sure which pack it was, he still was learning the scent and what lands went with each pack. As soon as the Sawtooth male spotted the chief standing at the borders with feathers in his mane. With a horse at the Chief’s side, and bags upon her back. The male nodded a hello to leader. ”May I hu..hu…help you?” The silver beast kept his good eye upon him as he shifted off his bad shoulder.
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Noah was still learning the in and out’s of the pack lands, he had just gathered enough respect in the eyes of the member to have the luck to be able to claim his own cabin. Before that he stayed in the main house, he watched the cows and made sure that they were taken care of. They belonged to Phoenix Valley; Noah didn’t let a being that didn’t have the scent of the pack land on their coat around these cows. He had actually started to gain the trust of some of the younger ones. It had to have been there first winter. The bulls did not seem fazed by him, and the heifers at first was really jumpy and easily spooked by him, but now they just looked at him gave him a roll of their eyes and then went back to eating the grass. Noah enjoyed watching the calf’s growing, and getting to know each of their personalities.
The silver hued male was out in the field messing around with the water, making sure that their water wasn’t frozen over, which today it was. He walked in it and heard the faint cracking sounds under his paws, with a smile he walked over and to the bank sitting down, and then lifting up onto his back paws as he fell forward smacking the ice, the Valley pack member repeated the process a few more times till the ice cracked open. Making sure that the bigger ice was gone the male was pleased with him-self. With a wag of his tail he turned around to go move one of the mother’s to the water.
At first the Fuerre thought the sound that made him stop in his action was the wind coming off the water, and then it whipped back around and hit him again as it echoed off the barn. The male lowered his head standing up, shaking his coat off, the male took off at a limping run. He pushed the pain into the back of his mind as he came to the borders smelling the scent of one of the other packs. He wasn’t sure which pack it was, he still was learning the scent and what lands went with each pack. As soon as the Sawtooth male spotted the chief standing at the borders with feathers in his mane. With a horse at the Chief’s side, and bags upon her back. The male nodded a hello to leader. ”May I hu..hu…help you?” The silver beast kept his good eye upon him as he shifted off his bad shoulder.
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