- { Sorry to have to disrupt the roleplay, but the name of my charrie has been changed. I just wasnt happy with it. I also changed the layout of my replies, as I swapped over from phone to laptop :3 }
ALASKA
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female --- 4 1/2 years old --- single
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"ɪ ɢᴜᴇss ɪ'ᴍ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴏғ ᴀ
ʟᴏɴᴇ ωᴏʟғ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴀʏ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ
ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ, ʙᴜᴛ, ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇ
ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ, ɪ ᴏɴʟʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪғ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ
ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ
ʜᴇᴀʀᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍɪɴᴅs."
ʟᴏɴᴇ ωᴏʟғ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴀʏ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ
ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ, ʙᴜᴛ, ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴇ
ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ, ɪ ᴏɴʟʏ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪғ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ
ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ
ʜᴇᴀʀᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴍɪɴᴅs."
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- Alaska flicked her ears, the new wolf was not the only unknown canine in the area. The twig snapping confirmed her thoughts. Her instinct was to go onto high alert, her only known response was fight or flight. Her encounter with Night had been unusual, so as to speak; she had neither attacked or ran off. The increase in the number of wolves was making me agitated, and so; as any normal wolf would do when surrounded by stranger, I growled, baring my fangs menacingly. My fur was stuck up like I had been electrocuted, and I wasn't backing down.














