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The moon was high in the sky; the silver male looked up to the black night sky with a smile. The lady of the night knew that by shimmering down upon the pack lands. The male gave a sigh, as he closed his book. He knew where the star would be, and should be however the male still charted down everything in his faithful little tattered leather bound note book. Smiling up to the night sky, he knew that as long as the stars and the moon was out looking down upon him everything would be fine.
The male stood up placing the book under his arm as he moved down off the roof of his house, he had made a make shift door that lead him up onto the roof. It had been very useful with his star gazing trips to the top of his house. The male come down the steps, he squirmed around as he went into his room, moving away the piles of furs he had collected, he found the box that he had been holding onto for some time, waiting for the right one, and the right time. She was that right one, and the male couldn’t for see anyone else that he could love as much as her, and tonight was a night where it was more personal for the members to celebrate.
The male grabbed a fur off the pile as he moved though his house coming down the second flight of steps. Down the spiral stair case, as the male moved out to the front lawn, it was big and empty. The mountain lion cub came following Noah out the door, pouncing onto the fur blanket. Noah growled as he shoots the growing cub a glare. Pointing back towards the house, the cub lowered her little head and pawed off the fur.
The male looked around as he tucked the small box under the blanket; he lifted his maw up to the sky as he called for the lady that held his heart, now it was just time to wait and see if she would come to his call.
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