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In case you need one, this is the site I use for Italian translations. If you need the code to have the English show up when your mouse hovers over the speech just let me know! 300+
It had been a tiring few weeks for the Italian wolfess. So much had happened and so much had changed. But finally she felt she was easing into her new role as Commander. She was so thankful to everyone in the pack that had stood behind her, for she knew that she couldn't have done this all without them. Once again Crimson Dreams had proved its strength and perseverance. Savina trusted that they would be able to overcome whatever obstacle was thrown their way. It was their loyalty to one another and the love they all shared that kept them so tight-knit and strong. It was just the kind of pack she wanted to live in, and the fact that she now lead it was a privilege she would have never assumed would be granted.
The mother's paws traveled quickly over the territory, making her usual rounds of the borders. Most times there was nothing of interest on these treks, but as she came upon the place known as the Highrocks a familiar scent was carried to her on the wind. Ghita? Her sister had appeared quite unexpectedly a few moons ago and then disappeared without a word to anyone. She had personally made no efforts to try and locate her wayward sibling, after all she had just given birth and had her newborns to consider. Though she knew that Ehno had searched extensively and never picked up a trace of her. If there was one thing about Ghita, she certainly had a talent for leaving someplace without leaving any clues to her whereabouts. Savina might have been more amazed if she wasn't her sister and didn't worry so much about her.
Quickly and with her heart pounding she bounded up the high outcrop of rocks, wondering if she was simply imagining things or if the last of her littermates had indeed returned. The sable fey was panting by the time she reached the top, just in time to see the silver form of her sibling turning her back on the lands. Her face held no hint of a smile or a frown, for her feelings were somewhere in between. "Parte senza infastidire a fateci sapere lei stanno bene?" she said, a hint of bitterness in her voice. She loved her sister, but her constant disappearances were wearing on her nerves. How could she come back and not immediately inform herself or Ehno? Didn't she care?
I understand
In case you need one, this is the site I use for Italian translations. If you need the code to have the English show up when your mouse hovers over the speech just let me know! 300+It had been a tiring few weeks for the Italian wolfess. So much had happened and so much had changed. But finally she felt she was easing into her new role as Commander. She was so thankful to everyone in the pack that had stood behind her, for she knew that she couldn't have done this all without them. Once again Crimson Dreams had proved its strength and perseverance. Savina trusted that they would be able to overcome whatever obstacle was thrown their way. It was their loyalty to one another and the love they all shared that kept them so tight-knit and strong. It was just the kind of pack she wanted to live in, and the fact that she now lead it was a privilege she would have never assumed would be granted.
The mother's paws traveled quickly over the territory, making her usual rounds of the borders. Most times there was nothing of interest on these treks, but as she came upon the place known as the Highrocks a familiar scent was carried to her on the wind. Ghita? Her sister had appeared quite unexpectedly a few moons ago and then disappeared without a word to anyone. She had personally made no efforts to try and locate her wayward sibling, after all she had just given birth and had her newborns to consider. Though she knew that Ehno had searched extensively and never picked up a trace of her. If there was one thing about Ghita, she certainly had a talent for leaving someplace without leaving any clues to her whereabouts. Savina might have been more amazed if she wasn't her sister and didn't worry so much about her.
Quickly and with her heart pounding she bounded up the high outcrop of rocks, wondering if she was simply imagining things or if the last of her littermates had indeed returned. The sable fey was panting by the time she reached the top, just in time to see the silver form of her sibling turning her back on the lands. Her face held no hint of a smile or a frown, for her feelings were somewhere in between. "Parte senza infastidire a fateci sapere lei stanno bene?" she said, a hint of bitterness in her voice. She loved her sister, but her constant disappearances were wearing on her nerves. How could she come back and not immediately inform herself or Ehno? Didn't she care?