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Posted by Asante on May 20, 2009, 5:00 am, in reply to "xXIn.The.Fires.Of.BattleXx"
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Asante held in his sigh and let his head slump to the floor as his younger sister left him. What could he expect. It seemed nobody cared much for dragons except his mom. Did she even like him or was she only nice because Seg was so strict. Perhaps Seg even forced her to be nice to him. Asante let his mind wander, sad yet his heart not getting any harder. What was the point. He was here, doing what he was told to do. Was their anything for him to do?
His clear eyes didnt even glance over to look at the newer wolves enter. They all smelled familiar enough. Most of the pack smelled of Flaming Rose or Black Rain anyways. One of their children was always in the room. Shifting a eye to the new pups he frowned. Would they grow up the same as the first bunch? Stay and then leave without another look? Cealia stayed, perhaps because she loved Orchid and Seg more. Trying to think of happy memorys he rolled onto his side feeling Cross Fire was fine with so many visiters to look over Orchid and the pups as well.
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