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Sorry after two, 250+ post for school you get a shotty one, I will make them better I promise.
The silver male knew that a storm was brewing, and that once this storm hit there was going to be damage. The male was hoping that there would be no one hurt that was willing to fight to bring down the golden dog, however if it was the male knew that he needed to talk to Jiva and share what they knew about the healing art and see if the young male wanted to share the collection of herbs that they both had managed to come by.
Noah was not sure how this meeting was going to go, everyone in the pack was on edge about the emending doom of a fight. He would love to get his paws into this war and have the blond dog’s blood on his paws. However he knew that Zalen needed him able, strong and able to jump in and help out where ever it was needed at a second notice. The silver male was willing to do whatever it took to bring peace back to these lands.
Walking over to his alcove, the male pushed his weight back upon his heals as he lifted his mouth up to the sky, calling for the red haired youth. The male had heard the birds and trees whisper about how he was studying the art of healing, also.
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