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Posted by Spitz on June 20, 2008, 1:53 pm, in reply to "-Little Bandit.-"
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Being not in favor of blessing usage, Spitz was not invited to the training of his father puppetry, and he didn't care. Since Frollo had become alpha their relationship has been splitting apart. Spitz suppose they were always parting ever since his tail had been chipped off by Lobo's hooves, but because of their quarrel over blessings a crater has been fashioned by growls of grudge.
With nothing else to do, Spitz had fancied monitoring the perimeter of the pack lands. His nose was close to the ground, finding the scents of many animals from the Ice Pack, each one regarded with a snort of disapproval. These creatures were fools. To Spitz, a true carnivore fights with nothing but strength and wit. Although Spitz had a lack of social intelligence, he was a well disciplined fighter.
A new sent came up. It wasn't anyone from Wind Gale or animals from the Ice pack as expected. Spitz raised his head, his eyes showing alarm. Perhaps he should call his father, but the idea of disturbing his precious plans repelled him. He didn't need the alpha's help. It was a light smell so it meant the creature was neither large and of no obvious danger. Spitz followed the smell and found the fox shortly, hr back facing him. While he slowed down and crept closer, Spitz cleared his throat to gain the creature's attention.
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