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When her pale yellow eyes caught sight of a familiar white-coated wolf dead ahead, Tempest's ears perked up and her eyes sparkled. Finally! Some one to talk to, was what she thought as she hurried over toward the wolf. "Lead Huntress Moon!" she called out and bounded up to her superior's side, tail wagging happily.
Tempest mentally scolded herself for calling Moon by her full title. Saying a pack mate's position followed by their name was a bad habit of hers that she just could not quite no matter how hard she tried.













Tempest inwardly gave a sigh of relief when Moon didn't notice her slip-up. The young wolf sat down on her haunches beside Moon and gave a shrug of her shoulders. "I haven't seen any of the others all day..." she answered, trailing off at the end of her sentence.
She really had no idea where the others were, and that was pretty weird for her to not see any of her pack mates since dawn. However, Tempest was sure that they were all okay and just off doing whatever it was that their jobs required them to do.


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