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Post by swifty on Feb 26, 2011 16:57:50 GMT -5
A nevous look crossed the she-wolf's face as she hurriedly walked towards her packlands, obviously troubled. She looked around frantically once more, and let out an exasperated sigh, as if trying to escape something. She had always been scared of the dark, always has been, always will be. Why, she didn't know. It was just a strange fear that had taken over her mind as a young pup. Not really taken over her mind, but more like it just makes her nervous and edgy at night.
Swifty was frightened. She shouldn't have traveled away from her pack territory so far this late. She must be stupid! What could be lurking in the shadows, hiding in the tree's, stalking her in the water. It could be anything! Her paws made odd suction sounds as she stepped in and out of the murky water in the swamp. Now an annoyed look flashed onto her face, but was quickly replaced with nervousness again. Something wasn't right...She didn't like this place. It seemed eerie at night, and most definetly creepy. As if something was stalking her right now...
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