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Itzal was at home here. He was sure that he would come to love this pack. And maybe he would fine a mate, if there were any good ones left. He thought about this as he drifted in and out of true awerness, just listening for any loud sounds. But other then his breathing, he heard nothing truly. He buried his muzzle in the snow, and ate some.

His ears pricked as he was jerked out of his day dreaming by the sounds of another animals voice. It was probably a pack member, considering no one would day enter these borders. He waited a second after he had heard the voice, as it echoed in the hollow silence of the forest. "Yes, I am here. Who are you?"

He stood up and walked to the place the voice was coming from, seeing a coyote, who had some traits of a wolf. "My name is Itzal. What is yours?" He wasn't exactly on edge, just curious of how she would react to him.


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