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[.:Misery:.]

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Wysperia sniffs the air again and heads in the direction of the wolf scent. After a short while of running she sees several wolves and grins approvingly. She turns to Shadow and grins, "Well there are more than I thought." She turns back to the pack of strays and licks her lips. "Time to work our magic." she whispers, and walks toward them with Shadow at her side.

[*myra*]

Shadow nods"Lets go. They will be putty in our hands and we will beat the water nation." He walked fast with anticipation

[AtomicMilkshake]

Blade's eyes locked on the stag, grazing to the left of the water hole. He trotted around, edging closer to it but keeping his camoflage with the rushes.

[*myra*]

Starpelt watched as he crept towards the deer and then realized he might need some help in taking it down and started to creep forwards as well.

[*myra*]

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[AtomicMilkshake]

Blade sprung forward, grasping the deers soft skin with his teeth, and ripping deeper into it's flesh. "Ah, sweet sweet blood.'' He said to him self as the scarlett liquid rolled onto his tounge. With one large bite the deer was on it's side, panting heavly, trying to get the last bit of air it's ripped air pipe would allow. Blade stood over it proudly, one paw on the gastly wound he had just created. He let out a vistory howl before he sank his jaws back in to the cold deer, and began to feed for the first time in many moons.

[*myra*]

Starpelt joined him filling herself for the coming battle.

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[AtomicMilkshake]

Blade licked his lips, savuring the taste for this could be his last meal. He swished his tail as his blood lust soothed.

[*myra*]

Starpelt stood up full. She was trying not to think about the chance that this would be her last meal." We should get going if we want to catch them by surprise."

[.:Misery:.]

Seiren stood by and watched as Blade and Starpelt ate the deer, tilting her head to the side. "Hmm. Is this what you do for food?" she asked timidly. "I usually catch fish and hawks to eat. I've never eaten anything that big before."

Wysperia slowly pads over to the two stray dogs and looks at them, "Hi. Who are you?" he says softly trying not to scare them. "I'm Wysperia, Alpha Female of the Fire Clan." the female stray dogs looks at her with big scared eyes and backs behind a large male. The large male steps forward and narrows his eyes, "We are the Tribe of the Ashes." he says in a voice the sounded like bark scraping against rock. "We rise from the ashes war has left behind to start anew." he says, his eyes flashing, "What do you want with our Tribe?" he growls. Wysperia's eyes narrowed slightly, "Do you know anything of all this?" she says flicking her tail toward the scorched trees. The leader shakes his head, "No."