01-04-2009, 09:05 PM
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http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g210/ ... able-1.png);background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;"> She didn't really know where Ezekiel had gone off to, and this worrired her. Siobhan needed him around, needed him to show her how to do things. He had said that he would be there, hadn't he? Then where was he now? She was starting toward the borderline, hoping to find her way to the packlands that she had visited a few days before...something Dreams. All that she knew was that Haven was there. He would help her out, she knew it. She hadn't known him for very long, but the last time she had gone there he had been so nice! A flicker of worry went through her when she saw movement up ahead, though, and her ears perked up to attention. She was in her lupus form...so she was even smaller and shorter than usual. Even for a coyote Siobhan was tiny, around the same size as three-month-old Haven from Crimson Dreams. She wouldn't stand a chance. The girl stood right where she was, putting her ears down and closing her eyes. Maybe he wouldn't see her against the snow, and he'd walk right on by. |