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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The storm
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He grinned and lowered his shoulders so he looked less threatening "hey, im not going to hurt you" then he frowned "but it is`nt very nice to tresspase into someones den you know" he looked outside a storm was hitting and this was the only safe den for miles "well you can stay here for the nigh theres no point getting yourself killed out there is there?" he asked and lay down in the very large comfty nest in the den and invited the she over smiling afraid that she might run and get her self killed cause she was afraid of a more dominant musculiar brute like himself, he waited for a moment making sure she was`nt going to do something stupid like go into that storm even milo had to shelter and his pelt was three times ass thick as her small pelt not made for the mountains or thundra it was obviouise she came from a warmer place, milo was a mountain born wolf and had inheritade bone crushing strenght from his farther the alpha of the whispering death pack in the thundra lands, he fell to sleep hoping she would`nt get herself killed he did`nt want to have a girls death on his coniouse, if she was a brute then things would be different, milo was the dominant brute of the forest and hated brutes they tried to steal territory and he hated it.

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