*Lukara hit the ground softly and rubbed her sore nose* I'm Lukara. Nice to meet u....
*She glanced at teh pups and smiled weakly* I'm fine young ones. my nose is just....sensitive.
*Amiko kept crying in the densest part of the forest. She couldn't get the pain in her heart to stop. She wanted to forget her son, but couldn't.*
Wolves Of The Wind
Sandbox Style Wolf roleplaying.
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