Twisting Hurricane
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Tharin watched as his pack strode through, many of them unhappy with the slippery slopes. Saki had moved further in, investigating a short distance away from where Tharin was to find a comfortable spot to settle in. Those that came through were wet, Tharin resisting the urge to shake off the dampness that clung to his fur. He didn't want to soak anyone who came in past him. He grinned over at Zalen as he entered with Shaw, relieved to see them both enter safe. Shaw wasn't very respectful, but he was still pack. Tharin had to put up with him.

He turned in and checked on Lena briefly, sniffing over the blind female. The handicap worried him at times, but she seemed to have made it to the caverns alright. Satisfied he headed back to keep up his vigil. His tail wagged as Jiva and Drin entered the cave. He'd been worried that Jiva wouldn't have the strength to help his mate in this with how thin he was, but the male was proving him wrong. He licked at Fayne's chin as she entered, tail wagging softly before he turned and headed out, looking over the stragglers and heading down to aid those that were struggling.


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