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Post by Keeper on Apr 7, 2005 14:11:06 GMT -5
Chase trotted ahead of her brother, scenting the air, looking for spoor of wolves, but there was none. Satified, she stopped and waited for her brother to catch up.
Keeper panted, for even though he was in shape, his stride didn't come close to that of his sister. "Chase, what's going on? I mean, you've been acting-
Queit, Elar." She growled. "I need to tell you something."
Keeper's jaw shut with an audible click. He nodded and waited for his sister to continue.
Chase sighed. "Elar, I'm afriad it has came to this, but I must leave the Moors."
Keeper looked at his sis in horror. "No, you can't! I... need-"
"Quiet!" she roared, rounding on him. "If you have noticed, there are certain members of the Moors that haven't returned, including... she sighed. "Icyen, my mate. I must find them. I will return, but only when I have located him. Goodbye brother." She stepped foward and nuzzeled his neck and touched his nose with hers. "You don't need me, for you will make a wonderful alpha." She added. Finally, she turned and leapt foward, and vanished into the morning fog.
"Goodbye, my sis." Keeper muttered and turned away, heading back to the cave, his orbs filled with tears, his heart heavy.
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