Moonpack: A warm Newleaf day....but conspiracy lurks

Welcome to Visitors

Greetings. I am Clawface, the Alpha of these parts. I can see you're unfamiliar with my territory, yes? Come along. You'll find something similar to hospitality inside our camp, though not for more than a night or two or you'll start getting dirty looks. Our pack is among the largest and strongest of packs. We are not your average softhearted puppy-pets, as are many of our... ahem... cousins, but rather stonehearted warriors who do not and will not hesitate to defend each other at the cost of our lives. It would be a good idea for you to keep your intentions and destinations to yourself. More than one of us is suspicious of any and all strangers. So go ahead and take a look around. Grab a bite to eat when the crabbier packmates, including myself, aren't watching, take a swim at the falls... whatever, for all I care. Just don't be here tomorrow unless you want to join us! We'll see about that.

Friday, March 26, 2010

A warm Newleaf day....but conspiracy lurks

Clawface emerged from her den. She stretched out her front paws first, and then her back ones. She gave her pelt a shake and headed down towards the southern end of the camp. The sun was shining, quite brightly, down on her and made she felt unconfortably hot. It was getting warmer every day, and it was about time Clawface, and all the wolves for that matter, started shedding her winter coat.
But while the Alpha moved away, something was watching her. One of the guards sat at the entrance of the den. His gaze followed the battle-scarred she-wolf until he heard the low voice of Phantom coming from behind him.
"What are you looking at, Venom?"
Venom twisted his head around to look Phantom in the eye. "Why do you ask?"
Phantom swished his tail irritably. "Never mind." He turned and paced away.
Venom shifted his vision back to the clearing.
"When the time is right..................."

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