Don't Hassle the Hoss
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She was now in a pack and she had a rank and a place to stay. Whether or not she placed her-self in the house, or found a nice little bit of land to dig her-self a den and call that home, she had yet to make that choice. Though the female knew that she was still new in these lands, she wanted to go around and meet some of the members of the other lands. The calico female found the marker of the pack lands, her nose had lead her to the wall that had brought her to the unseen wall that she knew ever so well to keep on the one side of that. The one tan paw stopped, as she stood there upon her two legs, the shifted female ran her tan paw over her tightly woven braid, a hair was not out of place of the warriors hair. She had to wait and that was killing her, she wanted to know if any of her blood ran in though these lands. She knew that she had family that ran though the lands, who they where and were they where was a question she was still on a mission to figure out.
Charm knew after this she would take a trip though the old human ruins and go looking for a proper weapon, she was thinking she wanted to smaller daggers, one for each hand, oh the things she could have. She was no longer that pup that her Aunt made her train with a wooden staff. She was an adult on her own and she had been trained and warned over and over again about how to find the right one. The female smiled softly as her mind flashed back to her Aunt, and how she was able to make her fingers and hands make the words that the two shared so quickly, it was the only way the two learned to talk back and forth.


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