Slated (Open)

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She awoke, Trapped in a cave guarded by wolves. She waited until the guards left for her to escape. She ran past them. Her slim physique made her quick and slick. She jumped into a bush and she ran through it, Escaping out of their territory to a thick forest. She then went into a hole, The hole's entrance was covered with catmint, It hid her scent for a good amount of time. There was a leaf around her front left paw's ankle, Her family had put it there. They taught her that to their family this meant she was a 'Slated'

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(Just so you know, if those wolves "guarding" yours are not created, they are unplayable)

Torrent strolled through the ruins, he should go back now...Avalanche must be worried. Perhaps Treason would no longer welcome him back...with a sigh and a firm shake of his head, he continued on. The russet and turquoise swirled hewolf weaved between the ancient stone constructs. The white stone was cracked, leaning, rubble in some places. Vines, and grasses crawled over the webbed surface, a canopy overhanging it all. But deep in winter everything was white and grey. Dead and still. A few winter flowers peeked their heads out, a few shoots of green stemming out beneath them. Spring would be on its merry way soon enough. Torrent really had been away too long. Furrowing his brows above sea foam eyes when he smelled something. A wolf to be exact. He figured he should simply leave the stranger alone, but something intermingled in the scent pleaded with him. "Hello?" He called out into the echoey winter scape.