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Post by liara on Aug 25, 2014 0:48:48 GMT
His scent was masked expertly, he seemed to have mastered the art already. Flame lay in wait, this time he was waiting in the territory of a different clan however, and there would be different prey. He watched, the scent of herbs and other plants concealing him, as the forest lay still, however someone would pass by eventually. He had picked this spot because it seemed that it was a common place for members of the Shadowwhispers to walk.
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