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Post by Dragon on Dec 24, 2008 14:25:21 GMT -5
Garou held down hawk with one paw and then swiped across his face claws unseetheed. "Learn your place," hissed Garou. then he got off of him and kicked him with his rear legs before stalking back to the group. He had caught Panthors scent. "Lets head out we attack firelight pack as soon as the sun sets!" Garuu called. The darkness pack wolves howled and then began to run in the direction of the firelight pack territory. -and thats it for no cause ice didn't say anything and i don't want to being dart and berrico in yet -
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Post by GOD! on Dec 24, 2008 15:22:21 GMT -5
Panthor~where does this path of blood lead too?
Panthor shook his head, his chance was missed he could have done something, anything, maybe even drew some blood. He licked his lips in anticipation as he moved closer to his "leader". "I can't wait." the black wolf chuckled. He let out another chuckle, stealing a quick glance towards Hawk, then another chuckle.
<ok can't really think of anything sorry>
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Post by Dragon on Dec 24, 2008 20:21:29 GMT -5
Berrico sat at the edge of the alpha's den. He stared out as the sun began to sink bellow the horrizen. It had been three days since he had returned home but he had an errie feeling that there was somethign going wrong, that those two mysterious wolves, Mystery and Disaster, that they knew something they weren't willing to explain, they seemed so sollem before, like they were talking to the faces of dead wolves. could he really be reasponcible for the deaths of his pack members like they predicted.
"Berrico?" He turned his head to see dart walking up. "Why do you look like you just ate some bad meat?" he asked, taing a seat by Berrico.
"Its nothing..." Berrico said after a while. what else could he say? He couldn't actualy admit that he was the son of Shinga, and that he could verry well be atleast one of the banes in the prophosy told by the mysterious two wolves. "So you'll be heading back to your pack now that your all healed up soon I'm gusing?" he asked.
Dart shrugged, "I'll be heading back tomarow, my pack will survive another night without me." A cold wind blew through the night air.
Garou sat ontop of the hill reading everyone for the attack. He currled his lips back revealing his teeth, victory was close, and to him, victory was all that mattered. once everyone was in their places it grew erriely quiet. Garou kept his eyes on the sun as it began to set. He looked around, he smirked as he noticed that some of the wolves were still hurt from Shinga's brutal attack on them. finaly the sun pasted the ledge setting everythig into a darkness. "NOW!" Garou barked. And all the wolves began to stream downward into the camp.
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Post by GOD! on Dec 27, 2008 13:59:59 GMT -5
Everyone else was running, trying to get there pick in the fight. Panthor, he just causally down the hill, with a smile pasted on his face. What was the point of running, it wasn't like this pack was any better then Twilight, plus, he already had enough blood of petite wolves at the moment. What he really need he figured would be harder to get. He shook his head, before breaking out into a run, he was the best fighter in this pack. He found the nearest wolf, took him down quickly with a bite to the neck. The next one just tackled and wounded, and the next he just knocked over. He even knocked over his "pack".
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