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Mar 10, 2008 12:39:27 GMT -5
Post by Azriel on Mar 10, 2008 12:39:27 GMT -5
He walked dominant as always into his territory. This was his place and the scent of his pack was drifting on the wind. However they were nto here presently. Nicomae was hunting, as he had seen, and Naomi was proboaly with Azzy. Then There was Zya, little snitch must have run away where he rejected her. Weakness, unloyalty, he knew he shouldn't have accepted her into the pack, but that damn Azmith had said it must be so.
He made his way to the den and into the dark shelter from the melting snow to await the others.
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Jul 26, 2008 14:39:49 GMT -5
Post by nicomae on Jul 26, 2008 14:39:49 GMT -5
Approacing quietly, yet just as regal as her brother, Nicomae made her way into the den as well. "Azriel, fancy finding you home, for once..."She eyed him, he was thinking about something. "i know you won't tell me what you're thinking, brother, but I will at least ask that if it is something that angers you, please do not take it out on the child. She knew Naomi was playing just outside. He seemed to be ignoring her as he lay there in his two-faced glory, so she kept quiet aftr that, knowing any further conversation would continue to be one-sided.
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