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As Ookami approached the male he seemed to be close to sleep. When he looked up at Ookami he felt bad.. The male might have wanted to sleep and he just woke him up. He shrugged the thought away. Oh Well... There will be plenty of time to sleep later. Ookami shuffled his feet on the ground, getting slightly cold. He shook out his golden coat gently and let out a breath when he was finished. He looked down at the male in front of him with a smile. When he introduced himself he was slightly surprised. "Really? What for?" Ookami cocked his head slightly.
He had never done anything very special, at least that he could remember. Maybe this male wanted to hunt in the future. He was sure that Jefferson knew of his skill in the hunting area and maybe that is what Jefferson was speaking of. Ookami could definitely help with hunting. It was what Ookami considered his greatest skill. Hunting was fun to Ookami. It was a time when he could be almost completly alone, running and chasing things. The killing part wasn't Ookami's favorite, he always said a qucik prayer for the animal and made it's death as quick and as painless as possible.
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