step into the limelight
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ems is by nat.

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The yearling felt more carefree these days as the days she had been attacked became farther and farther away, she could feel herself slowly embracing the sun within that had been trying to claw out of her chest for the past few weeks. It was a nice feeling, to be happy again. A soft smile adorned the mottled muzzle of the girl as the rays of the morning sun settled on her pelt, silently padding through the packlands. The earth beneath her feet was still damp from the morning dew and sprang back sightly when she took another step, it feeling cold under her paws. Slender hands hung loosely at her side, swinging slightly with the movement of her body. One clawed hand sought out her herb satchel hanging on a makeshift belt at her side and pausing she curiously picked through it, taking a mental inventory of what she had..

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Her mission today was to collect herbs and maybe float out into the unclaimed land to learn more about her trade, she had spoken to the clan healer a few short times in passing, gaining some important information here and there and those she stored in her mind greedily. Almost everyday she reminded herself of the herbs she had, the herbs she needed, and their uses. With this knowledge she had even sped up her own healing and was completely healed by this time. Her scars still hung about her body with start contrast to her fur, a pale pink sitting on the tan, chocolatey tones but she tried to ignore them..

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Various wooden necklaces bounced on her chest from her movement, partly hiding her chest scars and a dagger was in it's holder on her thigh, covering for the most part her more serious scar, but it was the one on her back that she couldn't hide. The thick skin interruption followed her spine closely, from the top of her neck to the base of her tail, this one was the one she was most self-conscious about. A new scent entered the area she was traveling and Emma paused, raising her maw and inhaling the scents lingering in the air. It seemed another pack member was on a morning tryst, one that she hadn't met before. Smiling, she followed the scent..

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It took a few minutes of traveling but the woman reached the forest soon enough, harks perked curiously atop her wheat crowned head. Soft curls bounced as she looked around, frowning slightly. Where was she? By the hormones hanging about in the air she was with child, and this concerned the progressing-healer, this woman shouldn't be this far out with companionship due to those damnable wolves. A songbird was heard in the trees and Emmanuelle lifted her head skyward, mis-matched eyes happening to focus on the female she was searched for, laying peacefully on a thicker tree branch. " Hello! " The youth called out in a friendly tone, waving to the fellow clan member.


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