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Post by Megan on Apr 26, 2009 19:41:25 GMT -5
Xexon wandered around her territory making sure it was clear from any rogues or other packs. Her best friend and beta trotted happily beside her. "Good day Hero." she said in a warm smile as she drew close to her. Xexon was a young wolf of the age of ten years. She had a light grey coat, white underbelly, black tipped paws and legs, black ears, and green eyes. She was kind yet stearn. Born to be a leader. Her past was rough. She was thrown out of her den by her eldest sister and was reascued by a young dispersal male who later ended up being an alpha male. When the summer pasted her parents had found her with a different pack and thought they had kidnapped her. Then the slaughter happened. Terrified to go back to her orignal pack she fled were she met up with Hero. The two assembled a pack and later called it the Dark Willow Pack. It is still small but growing larger every day.
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Post by Megan on Apr 27, 2009 19:04:40 GMT -5
Xexon finished her scout and slowly headed back to the den. Her mate and the alpha Phabeets rested on a decaying log outside the den entrance. "Hiya." she said sweetly and nuzzled him before jumping up onto the log and laying down beside him. "No rogues or other packs were found." she informed him and laid her head on his shoulder. "What a lazy day." she thought.
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