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...That reflection was Jahanarra's. He rolled his eyes. Another femme. Great. He was across the river, and the only way to get to her would be to jump. Jahanarra turned around and started to walk away, slowly, making sure to take his time. When he got far enough away, he took of running, aiming straight for the river, and jumped over, barely clearing it.
He turned to face her. He just came from the pack meeting, wanting to say what had happened, then he planned on leaving right away. That was what he did. He smirked at the femme. "How may I interest you today, miss?" He hissed.
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Name | Age | Sex | Pack | Position | Mate Jahanarra | 3 years | male | Dahaji | Alpha | None Seneca | 2 years | female | none | loner | none
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