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.: Analyse Sapphira III :.
Anna looked around at her pack's camp. The sun was setting in the blood-red sky, and it reflected off of the clear, blue waves crashing onto the shores of her pack's territory. As the Alpha, it was her job to ensure that everything went peacefully, so she was making her rounds again. She saw one of the other wolves, name Lea, sitting near the water, and she trotted up to her. "Lea," she said. "Can you go find Caspian? He went out on a hunting trip, and he isn't back yet. I'm beginning to get worried about him." She waited for Lea's answer, sure that the other fay would heed the call, because, after all, Anna was the Alpha.
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.: Caspian Stormrider :.
Caspian was quite a ways away from his territory's borders, on accident having discovered the Forbidden pack camping ever so close to his pack's camp. Apparently, they were discussing matters of great importance, in other words, how to defeat the Aqua pack in battle. He saw the pack's healer and most skilled blind warrior, Taleya Veranis, speaking with a few other wolves. He didn't want to be seen, heard, or smelled, so he was still a good two hundred yards away, listening to the discussion.
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.: Bellator Tenebris I :.
Bellator sat in one of the many caves in his pack's territory, practicing his control over the elements. He was stretched out near the edge of a deep magma pool, toying with a ball of fire he had conjured up. He shaped it into many different forms; a pup, an elk, a moon, a moose, and various other things he'd seen in his territory. He loved to watch the flames dance around a figurine he'd made out of lava without scorching it, and watching the fire come through the trees without destroying them. He could spend all day here, staring at his fireball, but he had to get some work done first, so he went to make his rounds.
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.: Madeline Skye :.
Skye flew through the clouds, enjoying the silence and the rush of air under her wings. Night had taken its beauty, and blanketed the sky in a soft, starry quilt. Skye alighted on a cliff, near the top of a high, snow-capped mountain. At this time of year, the white, beautiful snow shimmered in the light of a half-moon and the thousands of stars above. Mist drifted silently through the air, creeping around the rocks and sparse mountain vegetation, weaving its way into her fur. She stared up at the sky, spread with diamond-like pinpricks of light, and studied the many stars, scattered on the dark, cloaking presence of the sky. She spotted several constellations, and, for hours, stared at the majesty of the stars.
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.: Darrien the Sound :.
Darrien walked through the woods, silently sneaking through the underbrush. He had been stalking this doe for hours, and she wouldn't escape him now. No, he had her this time. He crouched low as the doe stopped to drink by a stream, and then leaped into the air, capturing the doe. He landed on top of her, and clamped down on her neck. After a few minutes of thrashing and jumping, she finally gave up and died. Darrien dragged the carcass back to camp, where he put it in the fresh kill pile.
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.: Taleya Veranis :.
Taleya was in her den, helping her beautiful plants grow. She applied the necessary water, and fertilized the soil, and then built a fire, to give the growing herbs some light. She always grew her herbs in this fashion, so she didn't have to leave her den to get any. She loved being alone, in the large den, with nothing to do, except go through her stock of herbs once again. She didn't enjoy the company of other wolves very much, so, she was, indeed, happy. Though she was blind, she knew exactly where all of her herbs were. She had stocked them in places where she could easily reach them, and she spend the better part of her time growing them.