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Pontiac needed to get to know the other white sister. Pontiac was starting to feel like she was alone, both of her sisters that lived here in the pack had snow white coat and matching green eyes. If it would not be for the age between them Pontiac would have wondered if they where twin. Yes her and Naniko had a bond that two sister had, but they were not super close. The tan and white female had always had her sister on her mind but it was not till almost two years ago that they had reconnected to be with each other. Pontiac wanted so badly to have a part of what both sisters had, she wanted a family someone to love her without string, someone to tell her how pretty she was. Well she had that, only issues was he was a part of a pack that if she joined she would never be accepted, and the odd of Naniko taking in one of ‘them’.
Pontiac knew that only one body in all of these lands could say they knew Naniko just as well as she did if not better. That was the white furred younger sister to the duo colored D’Angelo would have to gather her sisters idea on how to take this topic to the white coat leader. Pontiac went out in the chilly cold as her nerves where still raw and shot from admitting that she loved the male, from allowing the two of them to be closer than anyone could ever be while in one body. Pontiac hated to admit that he was her drug of choice, something about that hybrid male made her mind rush with new feelings every time she come around him.
One foot after another, the female moved though the den system; go to where her younger sister’s den was marked out. Picking up the stale sent of her sister, her eyes became clouded with confusion, after poking her head into her sister’s living quarter, finding her not there but speckles of blood upon the floor of her living area. A red flag was quickly put up in the tan and white female’s mind, what had happened to her younger sister that there was blood on the floor of her den. Panicking the female went out a searched for her sister. With no trace of the lady in the pack’s detailed living area the lady went out and searching for her. All around the pack lands the tan and white caretaker looked, till finally she found her lying in the snow. ”Selene? Is everything okay?” Her fingers brushed over one of the rocks as she pulled her-self up the rocky path.
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