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Posted by Pyrrhus on July 12, 2008, 6:48 am
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The large wolfdog had come to the pack for blessing training, but it seemed that the moment that he had arrived, his smaller littermate had appeared and needed his help with something. Of course, he couldn't leave Quirinus with whatever he asked help on. The poor creature was the smallest grown canine Pyrrhus had ever seen, though their mother liked to say that Pyrrhus stole his brother's growth.
But that was beside the point. Right now he was back at the Wind Gale pack, hoping to once again make an attempt to get some blessing training. He paused at the invisible line of the pack's land, sniffing the air. Was that his father's scent? And so many more. It was another blessing training he thought, but then why would his father be here? From the stories that he had learned, the collie knew how to use his blessings quite well.
His eyes scanned the area, looking for either the border wolf that he had met before or the bodies that went along with the scents that were bombarding his nostrils.
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