Snow is F A L L I N G IP: 70.251.64.227 Posted on November 28, 2012 at 03:07:03 AM by Christmas
As cristmas entered the clearing, she lapped up some of the flowing water around her paws. She lifted her head, seeing all the wolves with mates. 'Why? Why's it always me? My sisters are perfect, while I'm the odd one out.' Her sisters. They don't live in blossom forest, yet when she was a pre teen, she couldn't take it any more. She ran away. Her silky white pelt seemed to glow in the moon light. And SHE was the odd one out. She let out an sad, mournful howl that left her with years in her eyes. She needed someone to talk to. Somebody to LOVE. Replies:
