Jazzy
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Mica smiles and yawns, “Oh na, I’m fine. Just a little freaked out by this book I’m reading. It’s called Finders Keepers by Stephen King. Uh……It’s creepy.”
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Jazzy is walking around and sniffing the air, she walks into the woods looking for some foor for her only. ((for anyone that’s new, Jazzy is the pack leader, a strong white wolf with blue eyes waering a necklace of blue crystals.))
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Mica woke up in a jolt and looked around, the room was dark and there was a pain in his stomach. Mica gently put his hand over it and felt something warm and liquidly, Mica held up his hands close to his face and there was blood. Then, the room went pitch black and a soft but creepy voice whispered in his ear, “I’ll always be with you.” Mica suddenly woke up and looked around his room and saw nothing, it was light outside, “Christ, it was just a dream.” Mica looked around and was hoping that is room mate came home soon.
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Mica yawned and put the book down, he closed his eyes and took a short nap.
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Mica opened his book, “Okay.” and he started to read the book, ‘Stephen King Finders Keepers’Â
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A small pup runs into her feet. Jazzy looks down at the pup, “What don’t you do…” Jazzy sat down. “Uh…um..uh…don’t…touch…the..leader..” The pup looks up at Jazzy. “Good, now run along.” Jazzy nudges the pup and the pup runs away.
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Jazzy shakes her head and looks around at the active pups playing around.
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Jazzy turns around and walks up to Calypso, “Take the deer to the kill den, or the one that stinks like rotting flesh.” Jazzy wags her tail.
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Mica smiles, “Okay. That’s fine. I really want to call you Bun Bun. That’s just adorkable. But your name name is fine.” Mica takes off his shirt and picks up a book.
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Mica walks in and lays on his bed, “So, what’s your name again?” Mica cracks his fingers.
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Mica blushed and pointed to the end of the hall, “The last room is my room, it’s open!” Mica yelled and followed.
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Mica fixed his hat and smiled, “Sure, I wouldn’t mind company. And yes, I change into a wolf.” Mica put his hands in his pockets and hums.
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Jazzy walks around looking at something and waving her dress around and messing with some rocks, “is anyone here?”
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Name: Jazzy
Background: Jazzy grew up in a small house in Montana and she was not really noticed by her family or friends, there for when she was older, she left the house hold and sent out to fight in a war thinking that she was strong, and was going to show it.
Class: Intelligence
Abilities: Jazzy is great with helping others and can clean up any injury, cut, or anything else. She is not afraid of killing anything or one. Can use paint to hide in the bushes, trees, and ground.