A wide river dominates this section of the forest. Romance is in the air, and wolves of all ages come to search for their mate.
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Posted on November 25, 2012 at 00:50:42 AM by Remy
The brown wolf was cautiously sitting in the bushes. He hadn't eaten, nor slept in days. He was far beyond insanity, knowing what was what, what was the truth, and what were lies. Of course, then one day they just had to appear. Skid and the fae he called Tornado. The brute's hardened blue eyes were sheets of ice, strong as steel. He knew that they would notice him eventually. He didn't even listen to their conversation, he was just too exhausted and too tired to listen. So when Skid noticed him he came out from the bushes, if you looked at his eyes you would be sent to a cold realm, even colder than that of the Jotun race. They would freeze your body, and leave you begging for mercy. He was not in a good mood. "Look, whatever you want Skid, leave me out of it. I want nothing to do with you people anymore." Though he may be a bit anguished, his stride was strong like that of an alpha. He did not care what they wanted. |
Replies:
- Brotherhood of death - By Skid Row November 25, 2012 at 06:08:31 AM
more like her - By Tornado November 25, 2012 at 09:14:48 AM
I'm a Soldier Now - By Remy November 25, 2012 at 03:45:41 PM
Tortured souls - By Skid Row December 20, 2012 at 04:14:27 AM
more like her - By Tornado December 20, 2012 at 11:21:08 AM
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