You remind me of the man...
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Nah, it's perfect the way it is! Big Grin LET SOSUWRIMO BEGIN! (Nootau: Not visible)

In the deeps of winter, it was more silent than any season. Even in fall, when the leaves were falling and the earth was going to sleep, there was plenty of activity as animals went about to fill their stores. The sudden change in tune was a mark of the new season--although it had long been winter in the cold country--and their lack of harvest was worrisome for the tribe. They would have to rely on their hunting parties for the bulk of their food, now that they had proper hunters enough to do so again. Ahiga, being included in those numbers, worried the mother; more predators would be out and about now for food, despite the bears being in hibernation. She just hoped he would avoid such troubles as what she was thinking of...


The bubbling of the brook in the forest--the one that branched off of Adagio River--was calming and peaceful. This year Ralla was doing another spiritual journey, albeit shorter and less dangerous than the one before. Now back in full swing in her routine, the femme was quite perplexed to hear the sounds of clanking and banging not far away. Her ears twitched in confusion, unused to the sudden and strange sounds in such a stark contrast. But it was unmistakable, and she lifted herself from the ground to listen. The wolfess, being completely snowy, blended into the scenery...that is, it would be seamless if not for the crimson markings on her body. The markings, while often unproductive in the spring and winter months due to their stark colors, were a part of her, even if her chances at a master-ship hung on a thread, depending on Chief Aatu's judgement. Regardless, as she moved towards the sound to investigate, one would've thought she was a flame, what with the way her markings blurred as she moved and her natural pelt blending into the background.


Finally she saw the stranger at the border, and cocked her head to the side. There was something familiar about this stranger, but she couldn't quite place it just yet. With one hand on a tree she called out a greeting, gauging the safety of facing this newcomer alone. Doing so had never stopped her before, and by looks, it didn't appear as if caution were needed. Still... "Greetings, welcome to AniWaya. What is your business here?"


Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.


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