‡•Life.Is.Mine.To.Live•‡ IP: 188.8.131.52 Posted on April 19, 2012 at 12:50:25 PM by Zukuru
It was close to midnight as thick clouds began to cover the remains of the partial full moon and let loose a flurry of what might be the last snow of the year in this area. The night was dark with the absence of the moon and stars, a perfect time to come out of the shadows of the forest that surrounded the puppy play area. Deep violet orbs were barely visible in the blackness. If one looked close enough they could make out the shape of a six month old wolf pup whom these orbs belonged to. His tri-colored brown fur looked almost black in the darkness. A snarl escaped his throat as he saw some pups playing in the falling midnight snow. ‘Why did I even come here?’ he asked himself. Thinking for a moment he remembered the reason for coming to the PPA. He was here to find a mentor, someone who could teach him the ways of being a true fighter and warrior.
But could he find someone like that here? He sure as hell didn’t find anyone in his home pack just outside the area of Wolf Mountain. ‘Perhaps.’ He thought to himself. He sat just inside the safety of the PPA and lifted his little muzzle to the sky and let out a pup-ish howl of evil intent, calling any evil creatures that may be near. As his call ended Zukuru looked around himself. “If I have to wait for morning then so be it.” He said to himself out loud.