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Post by Peach on Aug 9, 2010 0:40:22 GMT -8
"Where am I?" Marca asked in her lilting, feminine voice. Her brown eyes flickered nervously from the shadows to the dusty floor. "I can't be lost. I don't get lost."
Her paws lifted high off the ground as she made her way deeper into the maze of Jantavi Gorge. She'd never been to this area before and she definitely did not fit in. Her gleaming, soft pelt seemed to glow amongst the grimy rocks walls around her. Her murmurs bounced of the jagged surfaces, finding their way back to her laid back ears.
Stupid pups, she snarled mentally, lowering her head in fear. I shouldn't have let them go so early. What if I get lost? Oh, it's so dark down here.
A small sound to her right made her swing around wildly, the hair along her spine raising. She hadn't misheard the quiet cough of another wolf! Someone was following her, hiding in the shadows.
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