Setting in the forest.
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OOC: Ziro is a grey and orange male wolf antho.
Ziro looked up at the sky a stick in his hand against his leg. He was remembering the past, what his life used to be like before the fire that took all the lives of his clan and destroyed their territory. He had been alone ever since the fire and was about ready to give up hope of ever finding a friend in this lifetime, he let himself fall to the ground on his back and just closed his eyes and lied there, alone deep in the forest with only his heartbeat for company.
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Zaria ran soundlessly on all fours though the forest that night. She'd only barely just escaped from what used to be her clan's territory after it was attacked and set aflame by Rogues.
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Ziro sighed and got up slowly he picked up his stick and went to look for a sharp rock.
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She continued running, not so soundlessly as she was far enough away from her former territory.
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Ziro thought he herd something and pricked his ears for a second and decided it was just the wind he reached into a pool of water and pulled out a stone with a sharp tip and started carving his stick.
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She stood up and the running slowed to a jog.
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He finished carving intricate patterns into his stick and stood up and started walking back towards the forest when he heard the sound of footsteps coming towards him, he crouched behind a tree being cautious that it might be danger.
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She started walking as she regained control of her breathing rate.
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Ziro peaked out from behind the tree and saw a beautiful she wolf.
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She stopped walking and leaned against a tree.
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"Um hello" said Ziro feeling awkward.
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She looked up and saw him, "Hey" She replied.
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"Who are you? Where did you come from?" asked Ziro curiously.
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"Not far from here, my former clan's territory was set aflame by Rogues"
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"really? mine too, what was your clans name?" Said Ziro looking surprised.
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"FernClan"
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"Im from Oakclan those rogues got you guys too, darn."