10-17-2018, 12:15 PM
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KIIRA
TANGLEWOOD
ROOKIE
TANGLEWOOD
ROOKIE
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A stag? Too big. The petite alabaster and white canine shuffled her paws. "I-I'll... H-help," the rookie barely believed her own, stuttered words. She made for a poor hunter, in all truth. Not entirely for lack of training - it played a part - but for her inability to keep her form stable, or in the same location consistantly. Catching something, especially something big, seemed impossible to a fox who could hardly mantain a physical form.
However, the gears in her brain began turning, her brows creased worriedly. It'd be simple to scare a creature out of hiding, or into the direction of her clanmates, through her glitching. That could work. Maybe. Ẃ̵̡h̸͇̯͑͝y̷̡̑̓ ̵̭̙̏̕b̷̢̊ō̷̩t̶̢͆̄h̵̫͒e̵̥̳͋ȑ̵̼̖?̸̻̇̚ She shuffled her paws nervously as she settled near the exit with Axle, waiting for others to volunteer, hoping no one was staring at her ear that kept ghosting, only to rematerialize a few seconds later.
[/td][/tr][/table]However, the gears in her brain began turning, her brows creased worriedly. It'd be simple to scare a creature out of hiding, or into the direction of her clanmates, through her glitching. That could work. Maybe. Ẃ̵̡h̸͇̯͑͝y̷̡̑̓ ̵̭̙̏̕b̷̢̊ō̷̩t̶̢͆̄h̵̫͒e̵̥̳͋ȑ̵̼̖?̸̻̇̚ She shuffled her paws nervously as she settled near the exit with Axle, waiting for others to volunteer, hoping no one was staring at her ear that kept ghosting, only to rematerialize a few seconds later.
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