War Wounds
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Terra wandered outside her lands. She was glad to be in a pack, marking the border where she left. It was good to have a place to belong to, even if that place was injured. Many of her pack members were hurt from the war, leaving Terra restless and out of place. She had no great skill in healing, though she was talented in creating humor. Terra was always up for a good story or, even better, a good trick.

Hoping to come across something of that ilk Terra wandered through the area. She startled a squirrel, which immediately began scolding her. Terra snapped at it playfully, not really wanting to kill. She wasn't hungry, and if she was going to increase the food for her pack she'd need something bigger than a squirrel. The squirrel darted up a tree, angrier than before. Terra didn't bother listening, as she found most prey only said pointless things. In fact, she didn't really understand low speech at all, except for the obvious like the squirrel's anger at her.


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