Post by gingadensetsuzero on Jan 26, 2011 17:19:42 GMT -5
Spy walked along the landscape to the packs main den, his new pack. He sniffed the air. He carried a jackalope in his jaws. He pndered about what might to come of living in this pack, from what he had heard it seems to be one of his liking. Maybe they would all be thugs, fighting at each other at every little pother. Maybe they would be good to each other but show there bad side at intruders.
When he got there he sniffed around for a place he could call his own den. He sniffed around and found several good spots, but they smelled of other wolves. Finally he found good spot between two boulders, forming a small cave that a wolf his size could get used to. He began to eat his jackalope
When he got there he sniffed around for a place he could call his own den. He sniffed around and found several good spots, but they smelled of other wolves. Finally he found good spot between two boulders, forming a small cave that a wolf his size could get used to. He began to eat his jackalope