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Kiara ran along the boarders, intent on pushing herself to her limit. Large pants came from her open mouth as she moved swiftly through the tree's. The female's body worked in harmony as she bunched up her muscles and soared over a fallen log. Despite her many scars, the arctic female's body was in top form. She had returned to her training regimen in the hopes that she would be allowed to join a scouting mission to look for her son. Kiara would no longer put up with not doing anything. But she knew that she couldn't go alone.
At last, the female stopped, her heart pounding as she relaxed into the shade of the forest. Song birds sang in the sparse woods and the sound of a babbling brooke added to their music. Summer was at its end, but the heat had yet to give. Kiara sat on the boarder, watching and listening as she panted silently. The female imagined her son, what he would look like. She imagined him playing with the other puppies of New Dawn, happy and healthy. Things had started to go right for once and Kiara was feeling more optimistic. She was immune to the luperci virus and that knowledge had given her some strength.
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