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Post by shadow45wolf on Feb 18, 2010 21:37:05 GMT -5
Larka landed, heavy on her feet and panting through the soft puppy fur of StarDew. She looked across the lake at the main camp of frost pack. Yes, still in frost pack land, but no where close enough to them to find her easily. She knew this part of the land like the back of her paw. She walked around to the highest part of the bank and found exactly what she was looking for. The deep den a pair of foxes had used only a few seasons ago. Yes, this would do perfectly. She placed the still crying pup on the ground, in a layer of sweet grass and dug the den deeper and more difficult to climb into. She then went back to Star and licked her dried wounds. ''My little fighter,'' She muttered again as she licked off the last bit of the blood and picked up the fragile pup. She carried her into the den and vanished in its shadows.
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