Thunderstorm the loner

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    Anaïs realized that the sun was going down (unless we're being like real wolves, then it's going up) and said "it's getting late. I'm going to look for a den to sleep in". She walked off and came back about 20 minutes later to say "come on. I found a really nice den."

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    Thunderstorm nodded to her. "The name's Thunderstorm," she smiled at the both of them.

    Anaïs smiled and led them up the mountain a ways to a big cave and said "i'm going to get some pelts for us to sleep on. I'll be right back." She walked off to look for a big furry animal.

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    Anaïs woke up early and killed some birds for breakfast. She left them in a pile and then sat outside of the cave, looking for her destination. She spotted it at the bottom of the mountain.

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    She drifted into a nap.





    Anaïs had been dreaming of stars, glittering stars like diamonds, forming constellations that kept changing just as she began to recognize them. Now she woke from her nap with a start. A shaft of early afternoon sun had sneaked through the tangle of tree branches and was dancing over her fur. She stood up. One last pattern was still shimmering in her head, trying to tell her something..... Something..... Something about a treasure. But even as she tried to grab it, it faded away.

    Ooc: Shoku is awake


    IC: While Anaïs has been sleeping, Shoku went out to get a small drink of water at a nearby stream. She drank, and while she drank, she heard a small noise of bushes rustling. She looked up and perked her gray ears.

    Anaïs heard and pounced on one of the cougars, aiming for its heart. Her claws cut through the skin and down to the heart. She then slid underneath the second cougar and went for his heart. They both lay dead while Anaïs panted. Her white fur was covered in blood.