"Someone sounds tired! Where have you been?" Launa chirped, bounding alongside Tasha obvoiusly happy, even in such a cold, dreary winter morning. The brown fae had a smile on her face, and a shine in her chocolate brown eyes; happy as always.
Caster grunted, noting the surge of activity; the massive wolf shook out his pelt, and then laid down near the entrance to camp, his brown eyes watching the camp intently, even though his body appeared relaxed. -Open
Darkest was sniffing hard, hoping for a winter rabbit, or even a carcass someone had left remains off. The jet black brute sensed something was off though; he froze, his bright golden eyes darting over the massive snowdrifts. He'd caught whiff of a wolf, fresh {Rose} but he didn't see one. The brute remained frozen there, only a wispy cold breath letting anyone around know he wasn't frozen solid.






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