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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Tonight Will Be The Night That I Will Fall For You Over Again CANDY ONLY
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Posted on August 7, 2013 at 09:06:36 PM by Veselietten






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.: titan .:. no love .:. no heirs .:. no pack .:. Rosie <3 :.





Veselietten did not have a perfect life. It was one he would not mention, nor think about. It was that bad. Luckily, only one scar still remained on his face from his father. His life would of been better if his mother was not killed by Vesely's dad.

The maned boy was new to blossom, he just managed to escape as a teen, but he didn't find blossom 'till now. This river was the first thing he would find other than pathways.

His black pillars hit the ground softly, as the body moved forward to the running water. Vesely's ivory ears perked up, along with his neck when that sound came to his ears. He was in the mood for a fish or two, and was quite thirsty. The snow and charcoal colored titan's bodice moved forward in such silence. Soon enough, his lean and tall frame appeared through the ferns and bushes. Step by step, he got closer to the river and lowered his cranium down, black 'mane' moving with. Veselietten's pink tongue lapped up some of the fresh H2O, his bright blue-green eyes scanning the area on the other side of the river. Nobody. That was good because he wanted a break from a ton of girls. A smile came on his black kissers, and he slowly let his stature lay down.
His turquoise eyes watched as fish passed by, looking for the right moment to just dunk his head in and grab one. Vesely also kept his ears perked, checking for anyone coming from behind, or forward in that matter. Finally, the right moment came. With quick speed, he dunked his head in, bringing it back up after biting down on a fish. Or two. So, two fish dangled from his maw, wrigling for freedom. Their tails were ripped through by Vesely's ivories, as they plopped to the ground.

Luckily, they were dead at this time. The one plopped back in the river, though dead. So the cranium went in the water again, bringing the trout back up. The other fish that was dead was a salmon. But both were good in taste. And now he would feast, first on the trout because he liked their taste better than the salmon.

Ves here was looking for a lover, maned wolf to be specific. Pure blood to be even more specific. He needed to let the bloodline continue; their species slowly declining in number. But would there be any chance of finding a lass of his breed?


"Hold onto your words, 'cause talk is cheap." He sung.



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