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Heavy steps created deep depressions in the grass, large footprints as bit as a bear's trail from the overgrown foliage of the untamed wilds to the forest clearing. A large wolf with midnight black fur darker than any shadow or endless void advanced his way through the clearing. He searched endlessly for the circle of trees, he wished to speak with the great spirit. Once he got to the unnatural circle he entered it and sat in the middle, he howled loudly, one great enough to span over hundreds of miles to call forth the great spirit.

Each steady, seemingly fearful, and careful step created a sheet of ice across the grass. Little by little the ice began to spread more and more, building up ever so slowly. The world around the ice wolf began to freeze over quickly, just how he wanted it, he barked in happiness, accidentally firing off a blast of ice and freezing part of the mountain. He created an ice slide and slid down the mountain, cheering happily as he raced toward the river. He created a huge splash that froze on contact with him, forever immortalizing it. He blinked when he saw the rest of the river frozen, letting out a quiet gasp when he saw a cheetah there.

Katan knew better than to be here, he was not welcome in the dark valley, he had a burning curiosity though. He wanted to know what was inside of the valley, so much that he even bypassed his twin brother's warnings. He didn't care that even a wolf as strong as him could lost no longer than a day here. He slid down a hillside, and into the valley, he began sniffing the ground and walking, following a scent, a feline one. He couldn't really see as good in the darkness but he could make out figure and the one he saw piqued his interest. From what he could tell it was a lioness, he quietly followed her at a distance, maybe she was up to trouble or needed some help.

The thick jungle was a perfect land for Cassius, so much danger in the land, the kinds he could handle at least. He cringed when he remembered how his brother had to drag him to the springs when he was fatally wounded. He easily knocked down large trees, as he prowled through, his eyes shifting toward every sight and sound.

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