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Quaking Vale Pack Thread - Spirit of Wildwood - Apr 18, 2017 [dohtml] Quaking Vale Pack ThreadThis is the Pack Interaction Thread for the Quaking Vale pack. This thread is open to all Quaking Vale wolves. The location of this thread is outside the pack den. Because this is a Pack thread, it cannot be archived or removed for inactivity. This serves as a place for basic and general social gathering. However, it will not serve as a place for pack meetings or threads with a specific purpose. For more information, please see THIS informational thread. [/dohtml]RE: Quaking Vale Pack Thread - Tikhon - Dec 09, 2017 [dohtml] After a morning of hunting and trying to stock the caches the dark Agouti man was ready to take some time to rest. He going a quiet place near the communal den and stretched out and rested his head on his paws. He knew he needed to make a plan to find his brother soon. Tikhon was tired of wasting time, he needed to find Lorcan and tell him what had happened to him. In truth the male wondered if it even mattered any longer and if it wasn't just a case of wanting to see the brother he hasn't seen in a long time. [/dohtml]RE: Quaking Vale Pack Thread - Tikhon - Dec 29, 2017 [dohtml] The rabbit hung from his jaws as he crossed the border into Quaking Vale territory. Things had not been the same since Castel's death and that bothered the dark Agouti. He missed the blue eyed leader but there wasn't anything that could be done about it now. She was gone and some woman he didn't know had taken her place. There were many more faces around and they were all strange to him.
Tikhon was starting to wonder what was going to happen next. Those were thoughts for another day. Instead he had a rabbit that he'd only just caught and he meant to enjoy it. The Artemieva carried the limp creature back to the communal den where he laid down outside and dug into his meal. |