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Post by Angel on Nov 4, 2017 18:29:07 GMT -6
Angel stood on the top of her rock den. Her single eye stared into the night and she flicked her single ear and then sighed. It was a lonely day in the wolves life. It seemed to be like that a lot lately. She let out a howl to the rising moon and sat down her torn up tail wrapping around her body as she looked around in hopes of seeing anyone. Major, Demon, Nike, even Hellhound would be a sight for sore eyes but she was almost sure she had no one anymore. She would have to find a new territory with more life.
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Post by Major on Apr 2, 2018 8:54:27 GMT -6
Major stared out at the dark abyss the night still hung seemed to swallow the valley like a rabid wolf. He couldn't help but give a sick smile things had definitely changed.. he him self was beyond recognizable from the wolf he used to be. He used to have a soul.. a little bit of heart. Now as he reflects on it he could laugh at such a thought he convinced himself he was more the devil than a wolf. He didn't mind of course he had a pack.. the strongest pack nothing held him back.. His ear twitched at the sound of a howl. He drew his lips back puzzled it had been many moons before than tone had met his ears. He remained still not sure if he wanted to great her. Like he had previously thought. Old him would have felt a pang in that thing called a heart and gone running... now he had little desire to mess with the past. Though her call seemed to hollow so empty. He grumbled as a courtesy to her he would show her things weren't the same...
Major stalked through the moonlight night finding his way easily along the woodland floor. He eventually came to a plot where her scent was thick. He managed to spot her light pelt from among the bushes and trees. He growled, as a sort of greetings. "Well Angel, what is with all the racket?"
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