by wolfyattitude » Sun May 06, 2012 9:13 am
Konear lumbered through the bracken, slowly unsheathing his black claws as he trotted into a vast clearing. If he were to lead a pride, he needed practice, and lots of it. Snarling, he lounged forward, raking his claws viciously across a thick tree.
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