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Post by Amanda on Feb 24, 2010 20:55:36 GMT -5
Kira flagged her plume high and proud as she nuzzled her hunting companions, for some unknown reason her nuzzle to Sarvarni lasted just a bit longer than was customary for a new wolf in a hunting party. Her cerulean orbs bursting with pride and fear simultaneously as she heard her mother's call, Kira shoved her crania forcefully into the hole zena had created.
Wrenching her head free she held firmly within her jaws the nutrient rich-and rather massive- liver of the moose. forcing her crania high she clung to the precious hunk of meat, knowing that it would bring her mother the strength she needed.
Knowing that the males would follow suit with choice tidbits she moved off in the direction of her mother as swiftly as her hindered bodice could carry her.
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