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Post by kahara on Jun 20, 2006 21:04:40 GMT -5
A large wounded black wolf wandered about in the territory. His legs almost stumbled in the grass. His body had taken a beating, not so long ago. Now he was recovering slowly, but he was now well enough to claim land. He had been wandering around this place for long amounts of time, he was ready to claim it. No wolf, other than he had been there in a long time. He smalt nothing other than prey. He sat and threw his head back and made a dominent howl. "All who oppose me having this territroy speak now!" He did not expect an answer. If another wolf were to oppose they had no scent or were very quick.
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