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A painted white maw snuffled through the snow and snorted as snow filled the nasal cavity. A short growl escaped from deep in her chest as Anon padded along the snow drifted slopes with heavy steps. She was tired, and it was blasted cold, but she would keep moving till she reached "home". It was interesting that the pack had welcomed her like family and then let her leave just as suddenly without question. There was a lot of not questioning in the deep caves of Anathema. Most of the time everyone kept to themselves, and if they didn't they gossiped it seemed. Anon didn't pay much attention to others, making sure not to get close to anyone. It had been a long time trait of hers to stay distant. It had its good and bad factors, good being that she was never bothered to care about anyone about herself, and bad because she was often left alone. She couldn't tell you how many times she sat in a corner eating by herself. A part of her ached for socialization, and another part of her was disgusted by it.
she hadn't realized she stopped moving to stand deep in thought, and pushed on. Her nose lifted to the air and she let the scent of Anathema drift into her. Call her. The she-wolf stopped at the border and waited what seemed hours, but was meerly minutes. Her fur rose and she began to pace, a good 6 meters back and forth. Still waiting. Argh! What is taking them so long! She wouldn't just trot right onto the land, she knew better, but oh how it was tempting. To just go back to her den, which she sure was taken by now, and settle in for some nice warm sleep. How long had it been since she slept? How long since food had touched her stomach? Shaking her head she glared at the silence. The only noise to be heard was her rattled cold breath. She was displeased that no one had been patrolling by as she arrived and grew more and more impaitent. With a deep rumbling growl she threw back her head and let out a short howl. That will get someones attention. She smiled with satisfaction at the thought of someone coming to her call.
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