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Post by awenna on Jul 27, 2006 19:18:46 GMT -5
She sat alone, yet she did not mind it. She wanted to be with others, yet not. She feared to hope and knew she feared. She cursed herself for it. But It is most wolves nightmear to be alone. Wild Fury only wished to be claimed by the dark
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Post by Black /Death\ on Jul 27, 2006 19:57:28 GMT -5
 His black bod traveled over the earth effortlessly. Ashy paws pounding the terra beneth. His icy orbs watched his surounding for the form of another. His nose stuck out into the chilled air, trying to catch the scent of a loner. He let ourt a blood curling howl. It rang throught he air, spreading over the land like a plague. The lighter hearted would shiver at the sound of such a call, the more rebelious, would join int he call. Would any one answer? |
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Post by awenna on Jul 28, 2006 20:30:38 GMT -5
She waited where she was, she came not at call, like a slave. If he truly wanted her he would come to her. Yet she was not far, and because she was interested, she made sure her caught her scent.
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Post by Black /Death\ on Jul 31, 2006 13:41:42 GMT -5
Auds pricked up. He had caught the scent of a female wolf. WHy did she not answer to his call? She was obviously not interested then. That's what wolves did, that's how they comminicated, they called. He wasn't telling her to come to him, just calling to see if any were around and interested, oh well. With quick and light steps is lack bod made it's way over the terra, following the scent of the vixen. Finally, icy orbs fell upon her, there he stood, in clear vision, a large shadows atop a hill. He sniffed the air once more, looking over the female. |
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