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Post by Darkshine Laufeyson-Barnes on Sept 11, 2018 22:40:50 GMT -5
Loki rushed through the undergrowth. He could smell a herd of caribou, but it was miles away. He snorted. His legs were a bit tired, and he just wanted to rest with something good to taste in his mouth. A large raptor bird sounded above, and the large, back male wolf tilted his snout upwards. Perhaps there was a carcass nearby. It would be better than nothing, however he preferred something fresh to the thought of carrion.
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