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Moira Hrimharisdottir ([info]princess_mutt) wrote,
@ 2009-06-18 00:35:00


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Flashback: Age 4: The Forest
The Wolves of the Enchanted Forest were an autonomous principality. Theirs was not particularly easy territory to wander into. But someone new had. Moira and Danielle could smell him. It wasn't a troll-y sort of smell, so they weren't honorbound to run to Mummy and Da -- who of course weren't far -- right away. And so the two little pups, one redfurred, one silver, ran towards the scent instead.


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[info]princess_mutt
2009-06-18 10:57 pm UTC (link)
"Oh." Danielle replies before stacking her empty plate on top of Moira's.
The adults exchange brief, sad glances but quickly turn their attention back to the children.
"Well, all right," Rahne announces, "If ye children want to hear about Midgard, let me tell ye about New York City."

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