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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You'll Never Be My Mary (Aila)
IP: 75.128.140.70

Mist lifted from the roaring river covering his brown fur in a dew like gleam. He took a deep breath and smiled, this was a place of love and he was likely to see his love Aila again with her beautiful blue eyes that always wondered innocently, her blonde coat that was soft against his muzzle whenever they'd embrace, and her youthful and sweet voice that seemed to always end in strange babble that kept their love strong. He lifted his teal eyes to the sky Aila and he adored and prepared to wait an eternity.

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