by Vumit » Thu Oct 27, 2011 1:38 pm
Harrah started in the direction of the prey's scent, tail level with her backbone. She started her way forward, turning from her fun loving, humorous, and prideful self, to a brutal hunter. Her eyes went cold with focus, her paws steps silent and precise. Her breathing was slow and controlled, and her muscles rippled with primitive power. It was obvious why she was a hunter. She didn't have the beauty and raw strength of a higher ranking wolf, but get her on a hunting patrol, and she turned fearsome and worthy of respect.
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Treats given: 22
Tricks given: 0
Treats received: 1
Tricks received: 0