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|Who: Nyx| Gender: Fae| Where: Camp| Mood: Warming up/ Chill|
"And you said Zhar..." She scoffed, shaking her head in amusement. "Grumpy bag of bones he is." After she stretched, the she-wolf nodded. Turning to Fire, she responded, "Territroy showing. You guys are in the pack now, so you need to know where to hunt and were not to. Stuff like that."











