"Of course my queen." Ginger bowed down. "Come on guys, we better hurry before it gets to late." she said, she looked over her shoulder and looked up at the moon. The she-wolf turned around and walked out the exit of the den. The wolf lowered her nose down sniffing the damp ground, she raised her head and sniffed the night sky "Oh gosh, it's going to rain." she growled a bit. "Come guys!" she snapped, she tenced her shoulders. She knew if they didn't hurry they could be caught in the river that separated them and the other pack. The river tends to over flow when it rains a lot. The rain drizzled down, by the flick of her tail Ginger fastly galloped into the dence forest. Her claws scraped the undergrowth as the rain poured down. The forest was like a shield but she was desperate to make it in time. Her ears told the two she was stressed, but she would not let her leader down because of rain.
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