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Posted by FrozenSoul on December 5, 2005, 10:40 pm The snow which had come to coat the ground was a blessing to the wolf, for its frigid chill sufficiently numbed his injured forepaw that he could move without the appearance of weakness in that limb. He did, nonetheless, bear a slight limp...not from that current wound, but from an ancient injury to his hip. Ice blue eyes stared penetratingly into the territory. He could pick up her scent here...recent....but whether it was fresh enough to show that she still remained, he could not tell. And her mind was closed to him....not that he attempted to access that resource anyway, as he had no wish to give his game away. So instead he circled the pack, looking...waiting...for some sign of her presence.
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Moving amongst the shadows, FrozenSoul did not quite cross the pack boundary...at least, not yet. His black pelt hid the fact that his diet as of late had been less than adequate, but to trust that defiency to have weakened him significantly would have been a grave error indeed.
