Necilia trotted forward, figuring that she was at least start them off and then whoever wanted to, could lead. She moved fast, wanting to start immediately and get this done as soon as possible, maybe even sink her teeth into a winged wolf or two.
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Alex flipped over, rolling over his wing wrong and whimpering in pain for a fraction of a second before he got up and straightened himself out. He wasn't tired anymore, pain usually did that to him. And instead trotted out of the den and into the late morning sun. He loved sleeping in and sincwe his fur was darker he had no trouble getting warmed up like lighter colored wolves would.
[fail ;P]