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Post by Howl of the Lonely Wolf on Mar 28, 2012 17:50:42 GMT -5
Howl sprinted through the rolling hills before nabbing the rabbit that was ahead of him. He smiled, thanking for its life before placing it in a safe place. He looked around him. The land was so empty. His Tribe had become sparse as of late, and he hope to have new cats soon.
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