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Attican
73 - Brute - Keeper
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The large brute raised his head to the sounds of the Alpha sending out a meeting call. He had been sleeping in his snow nest, curled up in a ball and letting the the snow that fell on him work as an insulator for his body. He blinked, trying to ebb the sleepiness away from him sooner. His jaw opened into a large yawn, ending with a gruff yip of a bark, almost as if saying, "I'm up, I'm up.."
Attican stretched his forepaws, tail pointing straight behind him as he drug himself up to his legs. His body shook, letting the snow fall off his back and back to the ground. The brute was large. All wolves of his species were large of course, but Attican was maybe a hand or so higher than average, letting him sometimes look like a formidable force. Yes the brute had years on him, many, many years, but he had always kept his condition to the best of his ability by keeping himself strong and fit. Whether he could still take on a wolf in their prime years, well, he didn't know, but if push came to shove his muscles were there and he'd certainly try his best.
Sneezing, he looked around, gathering in his surroundings. It was decently early still, he was curious to see the turnout for the meeting Resin had called. Attican respected the Alpha, Resin. He had known her parents, and in his pups years even knew one of her grandparents. She had will and "spunk," it was obvious that despite her sometimes exterior that she was just doing her very best for her Pack. And because of that Attican would do anything she told him to, true to the end.
The wolf sucked in a breath, beginning to walk forwards in the direction the call was. He came back with a return howl, a more of an "aru-ru-ru-ru" stating his soon-to-be attendance.
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