
Posted by Bandido on December 28, 2007, 1:23 am, in reply to "±Scholar±"
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The fox smiled, "It's quite alright, Gir-rowel." The fox committed his name to memory. It was a strange name to her, but then again not so much. She had seen and heard some interesting things in her life, so little surprised her anymore.
She kept her smile as she beckoned the greyhound to follow her, "Come with me." She paused briefly, waiting for him to begin walking with her. Bandido was think for a moment on if this was the right thing to do. It seemed best, especially since he wanted to help. So now, the alpha was a little curious, "Now Gir-rowel, what experience do you have with young creatures?" The fox felt that for now, the dog might do well to look after the hatchlings she had come across while traveling the outer edges of the packs. 1 of the kits was already a month old, but the others were around 2 or 3 weeks, but all were young enough to need watching over.
Bandido had left Etalpalli, Quetzalcoatl, and Yaotl sleeping in a den furthur into the packlands. The alpha knew they'd be waking up soon and she didn't have many others to spare at the moment. This seemed to be the best way for Gir-rowel to begin to find his place within the pack hierarchy, even if it meant being pup sitter, or at the moment, dragon kit sitter. Bandido hoped he wouldn't mind.
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