Into the shadowy darkness..... -- Wolf Joining

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Date Posted: 16:48:51 03/14/03 Fri
Author: ~Sinister Moonlight~
Subject: Into the shadowy darkness.....

Name: Sinister Moonlight
Nickname: Moon
Gender: Female
Age: 2
Breed: Wolf
Appearance: white
Personality: Thoughtful, elusive, intelligent
Picture:http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=www.jamestjones.com/JONES/Wolves/1249.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.jamestjones.com/news.html&h=258&w=325&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dblack%2Bwolf%26start%3D40%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26ie%3DUTF-8%26oe%3DUTF-8%26sa%3DN

Torn between two paths, the weary wolf rests atop a steep, snowy hill. It is the same fair tone of her coat; calm, and quiet, yet dangerous and secretive. A delicate twitch of her nose and a soft tounge caressing her pale padded paw and she lays down on top of the bleach-white snow. A dangerous choice is to be made...She remembers faintly of her childhood. Her mother was the same color as her, as everyone had told her, but her father was a sort of untamed ebony that radiated through his hard, cold eyes down to his shaggy charcoal tail. "Mother died because of me..." thought the icy wolf. She uttered a low moan as she painfully remembered the day she had asked if she had a mother. Her father, Sinister Ebony, had told her quite harshly, "Moonlit Glory, I mean your mother, died because of YOU! She died giving birth to you white rat!!" She was only 5 months old then, but she understood. Lately, her father had been asking her to join him in the Dark side of the land. She had journied to this very hilltop to escape from his offer. She could feel the darkness within her fair heart. "Will it overpower me?" she wondered. But, there was light, a glorious blinding light, of good inside her too. The choice is at hand.. Slowly, sadly, mournfully, the snow-colored wolf bellowed a low howl into the crisp, winter air.
"Will into the shadowy darkness I fall?"
She silently waited for a response...

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[> the last messages picture is the wrong address -- ~Sinister Moonlight~, 16:54:46 03/14/03 Fri

the last message's picture website is wrong. This is the right picture website: http://www.jamestjones.com/JONES/Wolves/s_wcf_396.jpg

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[> *Welcome friend* -- Rylin, 17:45:22 03/14/03 Fri

*Fellow white femme pads up to the sad looking wolf*
"Hello there friend, you're welcome to come to Ice Tundra, *she reads the other femme's body language and sighs* are you alright?"
*Her blue eyes are concerned as she lowers her head in a friendly manner*

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[> .P.r.i.n.c.e. .C.h.a.r.m.i.n.g. -- Z.e.k.e, 23:50:47 03/15/03 Sat

.Ashen masculine traverses near, a warm, soothing smile dances across his parted lips as he draws near, a single offering of love and hope. He sits next to the damsel whom seemed distressed. "Gentle vixen, thou looks pained. Is there anyway in which I, or Camelot, land of love and light could help thee deal with whhatever pain or sorrow it is that bothers thou so clearly now?" with a respectful nod sent t'wards Rylin he speaks again. "But if thy heart desires nay o' wondrous Camelot, then maybe a home in the beautiful Ice Tundra could sooth thou.. 'Tis a choice that only you can make, m'dear. Good luck, shalt thou ever need me, send word for 'Zeke' as Camelot's gates, where I will most surely come to thee.." with another respctful bow given to both the maidens, the grey masculine slowly slinks out, he too seeking something..

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[> [> The right path? -- ~Sinister Moonlight~, 15:19:38 03/20/03 Thu

The fair wolf gazes forlornly at the wolf. "I will join you, for I am searching for the right path," She almost seems as if she's in another world, lost in thought. "I hope to find it with the Light wolves."
The snowy creature nor smiled or frowned, did not growl nor whine; The ice seemed to stay on her coat as she rose, as if sadness had clung to her and it could not be removed. She secretly knew in her heart that this was the right path to follow, though she could not be sure in her mind.

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