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Amaguq loved the Rike Arktik. He couldn't picture himself living anywhere else. There were so many wide, open spaces, and the natural beauty never failed to take his breath away. He loved the nights, when the Northern Lights filled the sky, and he swore he could see the spirits of his wolf and malamute ancestors running in them. Some might call him crazy, but he didn't care. The only drawback was not being able to see his family very much --- but he tried to see them as much as possible. The fur flipped up the hood on his parka and lifted a paw up to the side of his forehead to block the sun.
Pretty soon, his keen eyes picked up on some movement to the left. He could tell by the shape of its ears that it was a hare of some kind. Amaguq slowly climbed farther down the ridge, positioning himself so that he was in the shadow of a rocky outcrop. He tightened his grip on his bow and pulled out an arrow, strung it and aimed at the unsuspecting hare. For a brief moment, it seemed like everything around Amaguq ceased to exist; it was just him and the hare. He released his hold on the string and let the arrow fly. Sure enough, the arrow hit its target and the hare fell to the ground silently. Amaguq grinned in delight and ran forward, kneeling down in front of the hare's carcass. He mumbled a quiet prayer to Kukik and the rest of the Great Spirits for the food, then tied the hare's hindlegs together and slung it over his back. Feeling quite pleased with himself, he started walking back towards his skin tent, whistling an old fishermen's tune to himself. However, something made him stop right in his tracks. He could hear another voice speaking above the wind. Deciding that it would be best if he checked it out, Amaguq hunched over and walked in the direction of the noise, always making sure he was behind sufficient cover. One paw was resting on his knife, grabbing the hilt just in case this person was unfriendly...
teen years he still had no expereans in combat and he was unaware of the shadow
luming above him. still unaware this arctic fox begins to hum to himself a tune which he had forgoten where he learn it from.
Gen'Trea "Graves" http://twilightus.net/feila/viewtopic.php?p=93473#93473
Thu'Gel "Demon" http://twilightus.net/feila/viewtopic.php?f=14&t=4822
Dutch "Duct Runner" http://twilightus.net/feila/viewtopic.php?f=14&t=4870
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