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¤Darkened clouds hang over the forest canopy as a stranger is amoung the oak trees. It smells and feels like rain is coming, as the sun is swallowed up by it's own sky. Signs of life are unclear, as the stranger's nose is pulged with the moist residue covering up everything. Dyed leaves scatter over the forest floor covering up any tracks that may have been there before. A breaking stick catches the stranger's attention, stopping them in their already barried tracks. The trees grow faces with blinking orbs. They stare at the stranger in wonder. The rain's shadow falls over them and they are gone.¤

If a stranger should lack rain, but not the moist air, enter the pack lands of Rains Umbra.

 

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If a stranger should lack rain, but not the moist air, enter the pack lands of Rains Umbra

 

Alpha: Thore
Alphess: --

Beta: --
Betess: --

Lead Warrior: --

Warriors:--
Hunters: --
Scouts:--

Omegas: all others

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Hellion's chassis were lifted skyward, talons paddling at the air to keep him upright, as orbs scanned the realm around him. He sized up his land's strengths and weaknesses. A loud bugle came from clamped vocal chords, which echoed through-out the place. His nostrils huffed out a puff off hot exhaust as he turned his cranium to look about this land for a place to buckle down and rest.
His limbs kicked into fourth gear, as the scenary passed him by in a blur of colors-he grew faster. Everything was a blurry green as his vivid blue optics looked for any disturbences in this forest of green, for any signs of other horses.

Will you join him or branch off in this vast land to make herds of your own?


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