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Tired. There was a lingering exhaustion in the dire wolf as she padded into the dome. Silent as she took her usual seat along the edges of the front row, tail resting listlessly at her side. Sightless hues resting on some distant point.
Her ear twitched slightly as Natyli joined her as she often did. The young jaguaress sat without a sound for the first time. Waiting for the news.
[/td][/tr][/table]Her ear twitched slightly as Natyli joined her as she often did. The young jaguaress sat without a sound for the first time. Waiting for the news.
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