Dusk: trots out of the gate as the sliding door to the inside house is opened by a human, letting the pack outside It's rained, again... Arrow: trots a few steps behind him That'll bring the prey out though. River: walks beside her That doesn't matter, it'll draw the bears and things out too. Luna: bolts out the gate Who cares?! We're outside! The rain means new scents! Pine: scoffs Exactly the point, Luna, new scents mean predators. Dusk: sighs Not certainly, we'll just be aware...
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1IMTHEALPHA
30/06/2025