What doesn't kill you makes you stronger IP: 174.48.48.4 Posted on July 7, 2013 at 10:32:45 PM by Ink
Ink walked towards the river in search of a drink, her throat parched. She stumbled down the river bank falling into the shallows, her belly fur getting soaked. She lapped at the water, it cooling her throat. Ink got up and climbed back up the river bank, before sitting at the top to dry out her fur. She stared at the wolves sitting around the river and she sighed. She closed her eyes and let the sun soak into her pelt. Replies:
