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Thread Title: Shrek 2: 「 Little Drop of Poison 」
Aksel remained moving, exploring the Alpines as he escaped from the meadows. He held the knowledge he’d learned from Golde and Sólúlfur, north of those plains was their home—Dawnbreak. Gradually, he shied away from the mountains where they resided, there was no need to potentially cross the women’s path and relive the agonizingly long night they’d all shared.
His travels had brought him to a different range, its summit looking as if it touched the sky above. While Aksel did not particularly care much to meet and greet every pack, this one seemed unusually busy. Dozens of scent trails accumulated in one place, which simultaneously made him cautious and curious.
It took little to no convincing for him to approach, finding himself stopping at their freshly marked borders and letting a howl into their territory. It echoed within the near pines, and Aksel stood with his head lifted and ears tentatively cupped forward.
Thread Title: Shrek 2: 「 Little Drop of Poison 」
Aksel remained moving, exploring the Alpines as he escaped from the meadows. He held the knowledge he’d learned from Golde and Sólúlfur, north of those plains was their home—Dawnbreak. Gradually, he shied away from the mountains where they resided, there was no need to potentially cross the women’s path and relive the agonizingly long night they’d all shared.
His travels had brought him to a different range, its summit looking as if it touched the sky above. While Aksel did not particularly care much to meet and greet every pack, this one seemed unusually busy. Dozens of scent trails accumulated in one place, which simultaneously made him cautious and curious.
It took little to no convincing for him to approach, finding himself stopping at their freshly marked borders and letting a howl into their territory. It echoed within the near pines, and Aksel stood with his head lifted and ears tentatively cupped forward.
