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ooc: OK - It’s been a long day and I need a break from gruesome forms of death *LOL* So here you are, Mistral:
The Steeplewood Forest
As the woman hums softly to herself there is once more a shifting within the mist and a few quick barks provide a spontaneous accompaniment to her voice. Following upon the sounds of its barking the body of a wolf cub takes form out of the mist. The cub approaches until it is just beyond her reach and looks at her, an intelligent curiosity gleaming within its eyes.
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