| | Redwillow quietly slipped from bush to bush, shadow to shadow, following the other wolves silently. "What a nice place," She thought to herself. |
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| | He looked around it its a pretty place he said then shook off the rain from his coat and flapped his wings to dry them off |
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| | Racing through the forest became more perilous as the terrain became uneven, but Avocet knew where she was going.
After a while, she came to a cluster of shrubs. She pushed through them. On the other side, lay a river surrounded by rocky cliffs. She walked over to one that had a cleft in it, large enough for a wolf to squeeze through.
"This was my pack's den," she explained as she shoved herself through the opening. The inside sprawled out into an almost cave-like shelter. |
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| | Peacemaker followed the two wolves |
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| | Lead the way he said as he lifted a wing to cover her as they ran |
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| | Avocet flinched as the rain hit her fur, letting out a startled yelp. She was about to run off but stopped herself. "I know a place where can take shelter!" she exclaimed, flicking her tail to tell Night Seeker to follow her. |
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| | Peacemaker decided to fly down stealthily. |
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| | He looked at her then the direction she was starring off to, they were silent for a bit before thunder broke it and it started to rain |
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| | "I see... I'm sorry."
She stared at the grass for a good, long while, before meeting Night Seeker's gaze.
"I lost my pack too. Not in the way you lost yours, but I just can't find mine."
Avocet looked off into the distance, as if searching for answers. "Something must've happened, because they weren't at their den." |
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| | He put down his ears and said sadly no, two legs got to them before I could then he said and you dont seem much like a threat to me |
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| | Peacemaker decided to follow the smoke wolf to his den. One of the alphas has heard of the den |
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| | She tilted her chin up for a moment, "Fair point."
Then abruptly flew into her next question, "Don't you have a pack to return to? I find it surprising that you're so willing to talk to a stranger such as myself." |
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| | He nodded his head true, you do have to look where your going. But in the sky you always have to be careful or you could run into a mountain, and thats no fun he said |
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| | Avocet listened with undivided attention, then when Night Seeker finished speaking, she gave a thoughtful hum. "Like running in the sky," she concluded.
"I'd argue, though, the difference between flying and running, is that on ground, you have to look where you put your paws." |
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| | He chuckled and sat too sometimes, depends on how high I go. The higher I go the colder the air gets and the smaller things look, but to answer your question, its peaceful and fun, to feel the wind blowing through your fur and the smells, its kinda like running? He said |
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| | "Night Seeker - a fitting name," she commented. She suddenly gave a stretch of her front legs, jaws parting in a yawn, before she fell into a sitting position. "Tell me, what's it like to fly? To see the forest from up above?" she inquired, referring to his wings, then she joked, "Do the elk look like ants?" |
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| | I am Night seeker he said then wagged his tail slightly and added it is nice to meet you Avocet |
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| | Her ears pricked with interest, as if the words he spoke were ones she never heard. Despite her strong presence, she usually flew under the radar when surrounded by other wolves. She was much better at conversations one-on-one, like the one she was having now.
"If you insist," she gave a shrug of her shoulders, "I guess we should get properly introduced then. I'm Avocet, and you are?"
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Winter Month: 1 
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