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Posted by Seg on February 4, 2007, 9:38 pm, in reply to "±Wanderer±"
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The alpha of the lands slowly stood as a new scent approched. Feeling weak he paced himself to get there soon, but not rush. The wounds from the battle that had recently ended still had there hold on him. Moving his back legs as little as possible he used his big black feathered wings to hold the weight. That dragon had got lucky, grabbing the back half of him like that. Seg was not looking forward to his next meeting with a dragon. He had yet to meet a friendly one that would keep his word. Lifting his head the small black wolf came into view of the new creature. Nodding his head to the wolf, who looked nearly as burnt out as he did. Seg knew he must look terrible and old. He was a small shaggy black wolf. Everything about him was adapted to the ice lands. He had grown up here and only left on small occasions. His paws where bigger then others, but very sturdy for ice and cold snow. Scars showed on his body, and his left ear was torn in half.
This wolf did not looked like he was about to attack, and for that Seg was extremly glad. There had been enough fighting around here. Slowing himself to a stop he lowered his back end to the ground. Erasing all signs that he had showed minutes ago from the pain. "I am Seg Alpha of these lands, What is there that i can do for you?" Holding his tail high even though he sat. He kept his bright green eyes on the wolf, prepared for anything.
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