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Post by sinding on Jan 7, 2009 21:35:11 GMT 4
The large white female wolf yawned, finally coming to a stop by the Subordinate dens. She licked her pearly white kanines, blinking her sleepy, crystal-blue eyes. Most of the dens seemed to be filled up. She raised her head and took in a long sniff. Orca and his mate must be sleeping in the leader's dens, she thought, and her tail twitched. How interesting could his mate really be if he'd been trying to charm Senka all day?
Senka finally found a spot that wasn't taken, an old birthing den. She inhaled the stale scent of pups long gone, and began to kick away the loose dirt and tidy up her new place. There was no moss at this time of year, and it was hardly thickly-enough wooded to find any in this terrioty, anyways.
Senka sighed, finding a nice spot on a cool rock to rest in what little sunlight there was.
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