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Nate-River Silvertooth · 07-16-2012, 03:06 PM

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Forrr Anatole ;] [WC: 390 || Pts: 3]

After learning about the Great Fire, learning it's name and everything, Nate was excited to learn about some more things. He liked learning, but only because he wanted to show off. He wanted to be better than his sister, and make his parents proud. Something every young boy strived to do, at his age. Something else the pup wanted to do was to make new friends, but he hadn't discovered many potentials yet. His dad said there was a girl pup called Jiya, but he didn't like girls very much. They scared him, to be fair, but also he thought he'd looked cool if he had a friend that was a boy. Especially if he was older and cool too. Then Nate would be cool. Nate wanted to be cool. In an attempt to make some easy friends, he'd actually asked his father earlier in the day if he and mother could have a brother. Because a brother would automatically be his friend. "Maek shure it a olduh brudder, though." he had said. Nate-River didn't know why, but Frodo had said no to that, because apparently "things didn't work like that". This annoyed Nate very much, and he was still in a bad mood, scowling to himself as he patrolled the village.

Sometimes, Nate liked to pretend he was a big boy, and that he could eat other wolves. He liked playing these pretend games so much, in fact, that he was playing one right now. He stuck his tail in the air and ran around eagerly, his snout in a slightly snobbish position, held high above him. If anywun cumz Nate, Nate EAT! Nate if gets hunnergy, hunnegy has eat, so eat. Nate eat. the boy rambled on to himself, not making much sense at all. His shorter sentences usually made sense, while his longer ones got mixed up. And sometimes evil words he didn't want in his sentences crept in while he was talking. Den when Nate full, Fa and Ma if will eat. If hunnergy. he carried on, running around the village and shouting these obscentities into random huts and buildings. EAT ALL WOLVES! he shrieked. Yum, yum yum, in my tum. But Payne no gets yum yum. he said to himself, looking all around him to see if anyone could hear him playing his pretend games.

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Anatole Aston · 07-27-2012, 10:48 AM

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Figured Nate can cut him off and question him forever. Also, Anatole = clearly needs a new bff. Sorry for the delay!

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The latest patrol had ended up proving itself unique. Anatole had confronted a scrawny wolf beyond their borders, scavenging on some smidgen of a meal. After demanding he leave, the stupid thing had tried to pick a fight, driven by the madness of hunger. Unsurprisingly his massive weight advantage had sent the loner running, but Anatole certainly looked all scuffed up and had an oozing gash on one shoulder. At Donoma’s insistence, reminding him of the last wound suffered, he had gone back towards the Village with the intention of cleaning himself up and reporting the incident to one of the leaders. Some pack, without any warriors! the starving thing had shouted. It seemed that word of this disgrace was even reaching the lowest places of the world.

When he finally reached the clearing, his ears perked up at a sound of a new sort. A child’s voice, high and loud, carried above the birdsong and constant snap and breath of the Great Fire. Anatole, still bloodied and slightly disheveled, wondered briefly if it might have been wise to clean himself before coming. He snorted bullishly and trampled on into the Village from the edge of the woods, veering towards Uliohi’s home.

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