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[h3][color=fff79a]Truth[/color][/h3][/center]

Truth would watch as the human slowly descended from the room above, ears alerted forward as he seemed oblivious to the rippling growls emerging from the wolfs maw. As he headed for the kitchen she'd remain steadily where she was, lips twitching as they drew up slightly baring partially yellowed k-9 daggers. The growls raising to a louder more audible tone to catch attention and make herself known as the man ate some food and continued rummaging through the cabins contents. Tail still stiff as her pelt rippled over tensed muscles waiting for the man to notice her as she blocked any escape for him to use, minus probably a window which he'd have to break first.
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[center][color=f26522][h3]Acacia 'Ace' Malikova[/h3][/color][/center]

Acacia continued moving through the thickly frosted forest, tail dragging lightly behind her as she trotted over the soft surface leaving a trail of over-sized wolf tracks. She hadn't been in the area for a while and since last coming through didn't know whether humans had traveled through or not, making the journey a bit more nerve racking in the instance they had been. Head dipped lightly as ears twitched she'd turn to pass a large tree, her nose racing quickly as she kept on alert for anything out of the ordinary. This was an area many people hunted in during spring and some occasionally passed through in the autumn and winter times, though those who did usually didn't stay long unless they had a good enough reason. Her fear in this case, was werewolf hunters. They knew isolated areas like this were keen pack grounds and for her, being alone made things more difficult if any ever showed up.