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Aplos Riverside
Moladion’s powerful, winding river...
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I am Magnolia. The wolf stared at her evenly, making her tremble for fear that the female would want something to eat. Her words were interesting though. She said the others were nothing and that she was the strongest. Her brows rose up as her head lifted a little, her eyes twinkling with curiosity. Then she snorted. "WHAT, ME? N-NO, I'M NOT STRONG." She shook her head vigorously, even closing her eyes as if that would further convince the female that she was certainly not strong and definitely not more than the others. She was the weakest of the others. But she did think strongly on what the female had said and what she could have meant by it. When she looked at her, she saw something different than how she was the last time they had met. There was a darkness to her that Mags didn't remember seeing last time. What had changed for her? But the female was looking away from her as if trying to decide if she deemed her worthy. She said something about reflection and then asked about purpose and Mags pricked her ears in curiosity. WHAT, M-MY PURPOSE? I, UH, I DON'T KNOW." Well, she couldn't just tell the female that she had wanted to find her to ask her to hunt something for her. There's no way Mags could tell her that! The wolf might think she was using her and then she might kill her and eat her or something! Mags couldn't risk that. The wolf suddenly looked back at her and she gulped and shriveled down. Then the female went to walk away and for a moment, Mags felt disappointment. Was she leaving her? Suddenly the wolf asked a question, worthy? And her next word was a command. Follow. That, Mags could do. She nodded. "UM, O-OKAY." She slowly rose to her paws and started after the female with her head ducked low and her tail tucked. She paused for a moment though when the female next spoke. What the heck was she talking about? This stuff was scary! Mags whimpered and ducked her head, ears flattening to her skull as her eyes widened like saucers at the wolf. "W-WHAT?" She didn't know what to do, how to react. Why was she talking like that? She hesitated, unsure of where this would lead. Would the female turn on her and attack? She suddenly didn't feel so safe and she never felt safe with the wolf in the first place. Now, she was acting plain crazy though. "MAYBE SHE IS. I LIKE IT." She rolled her eyes at Bandit. She shook her head. "WELL I DON'T. IT'S S-SCARY." Bandit chuckled. "AH, BUCK UP, BUTTERCUP. SHE'S NOT THAT TOUGH." She whimpered back in answer, her eyes cutting to the female in terror. She had a feeling they weren't heading toward a junket where there would be fun and games. What if the female was leading her to her own death? What if she was bringing her to another wolf where she would get jumped and eaten? She didn't want to die! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Confused? See my Info Page |