Posted by Moonshine on January 3, 2007, 10:20 pm
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A ragged form crawled into the Water Pack lands. She'd toppled into the river that led to small piece of land that held the pack, her weak form only just managing to pull her half way up the shore. The once glossy ivory fur was dull and matted, it hang against a malnurished torso like an oversized sweatshirt. and if someone were to look into her once startling eyes, they would see only dull, lifelessness. What Moonshine needed was a savior.
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