Post by Kit on Dec 16, 2006 17:41:53 GMT -5
Adonis’s claws clutched the ground. It was time. He began in a trot, walking on the border between Shadow Fang and Lily Pool Packlands. He took a few steps more into the land. His land. His silver pelt glimmered in the sun. Light! The land was . . . .Pleasant. Yes, that was the word for it, pleasant. A grin formed over his muzzle. “We shall soon fix that. . .” Adonis said, the plan already working in his mind. He would need pack members. . .His leg lifted in the air, marking the territory as his own. That had a ring to it, ‘His own’.
