Italian Stallion Arrives
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He looked up at the sky and studied the clouds for a bit while he pondered where to go now. He had been alone for several weeks as he had traveled north from Freetown. He had heard snippets that there were packs in this area and had wandered to Souls out of curiosity. As he had progressed north, there were several old human habitations that occupied some of his time as he poked around. It was a new land and he was in no hurry spending time seeing the country and what it had to offer.

When his travels brought him to a line of poles with wolf skulls on top of them, he decided that a wide birth around whomever's pack lands would be a good idea as they did not seem very friendly. His feet brought him to another boarder and followed it south and east, staying outside of the marked territory so as not to make enemies, and in hopes someone would be willing to tell him about the area and give directions.

This particular day, he was feeling good about. The path he came across and now followed took him around the trees and bushes. He swung his pack to his other shoulder and adjusted it to ride comfortably when he came upon a white wolfess. He stayed a respectable distance, "Hello, can you help..." He started to ask and his voice trailed off when he noticed her crying. "Oh, sorry, is there something I can help you with?" the gentleman in him changed his question.


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