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"Disgraceful... just disgraceful..." A huge white wolf growled as he paced outside of a small den, dug only hours ago. It was several miles away from his pack, who were mostly sleeping, and here he was, waiting on a lowly Omega, and it was about to rain. Plip! There it was... the first drop, and it landed right on his nose.
"She's an Omega, yet she mated... she HAD A PUP... aargh... well, Illuser," he said suddenly as he turned to a silver-yet-gold wolf standing guard a few feet away, "the rest of the pack is oblivious, correct?"
"Indeed they are, Kaen," Illuser replied. "Have you come up with a plan?"
"Yes," Kaen replied. "Come with me into the den; we need to have a talk with Cheyanne."
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Cheyanne was a skinny little Omega wolf: brownish-gray in color, with nervous amber-colored eyes and a small white spot around her right eye. The fact that she- and her only pup- had survived the pregnancy and the birthing was a miracle itself. And here, another miracle was about to take place.
Chey let out a pathetic whimper as mighty Kaen strode in, terrifyingly majestic with his torn left ear, bright yellow eyes, and dazzling coat. Illuser padded quietly behind, keeping true her movements to her namesake: an illusion.
"Hello, Cheyanne." Chey jumped a bit when Kaen spoke; his voice was steely and cool.
"She's an Omega, yet she mated... she HAD A PUP... aargh... well, Illuser," he said suddenly as he turned to a silver-yet-gold wolf standing guard a few feet away, "the rest of the pack is oblivious, correct?"
"Indeed they are, Kaen," Illuser replied. "Have you come up with a plan?"
"Yes," Kaen replied. "Come with me into the den; we need to have a talk with Cheyanne."
---
Cheyanne was a skinny little Omega wolf: brownish-gray in color, with nervous amber-colored eyes and a small white spot around her right eye. The fact that she- and her only pup- had survived the pregnancy and the birthing was a miracle itself. And here, another miracle was about to take place.
Chey let out a pathetic whimper as mighty Kaen strode in, terrifyingly majestic with his torn left ear, bright yellow eyes, and dazzling coat. Illuser padded quietly behind, keeping true her movements to her namesake: an illusion.
"Hello, Cheyanne." Chey jumped a bit when Kaen spoke; his voice was steely and cool.
I'll finish this later -3-
Happy 100 Deviations.
Happy 100 Deviations.
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