Sittin in a tree

Lupa sat on the branch of a giant oak, looking down into the forest. She liked it out here, because it reminded her of her time in the wolf pack. Storm was somewhere close, probably hunting a rabbit or a bird. The breeze picked up, and there was a cracking of twigs on the ground. She sent a telepathic "Storm?", but she knew it wasn't him. Her brother wasn't that noisey.

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