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Post by WHISper on Sept 28, 2012 13:38:50 GMT -5
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regular, speech, thoughts, other(s)
More and more disturbing stories were starting to pop up, stories that had to do with the overall welfare of the Earth pack and these stories weren’t all too pleasing for Ghost. Two of these, the most disturbing, had to be handled right now. With urgency in his pace Ghost set off at a powerful trot, flattening his ears only to prick every now and again to catch any sound that came by. The rising sun filtered through the mighty forest and danced upon the leaf covered ground. Ghost kicked up many of these golden leaves as he moved, causing them to swirl about him in almost a fantasian manner. His muscles rippled with power beneath his marble colored pelt, stretching and contracting, begging to be freed from their fleshy prison. His massive head was held level with his shoulders and piercing green eyes were always searching.
Finally the dens rose before him and Ghost slowed his pace to a brisk walk. A powerful howl resounded from his maw, the notes embedded with an order to his elite. Ghost stopped before the main den, his den, and started to pace back and forth, counting down the seconds they would take to reach him. Ofcoarse Ghost’s pack wasn’t as… heavenly as the Heaven pack, but this new development was unacceptable. Still Ghost was neutral towards the entire situation. He would first find out if these claims were true, then he would react accordingly.
The sudden bleating of a fawn caught Ghost’s attention and his ears perked to gaze in the direction the sound had come from. It was very close to the dens and it didn’t take long for him to notice. They were obviously close by…
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