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Date Posted: 20:30:08 05/02/03 Fri
Author: Black Storms
Subject: /-Storm's coming-\

/-the black wolf stumbles into the area, his fur glistening with blood. Limping, he collapses onto the ground, gasping for air. His back left foot was torn to pieces; gashes and cuts were all over his torso and back. He licked his chops and remembered the other wolf; he had worse wounds, and was dead. Black Storm had traveled from where the fight had taken place, in a low valley, and after a while in the valley, gazing at the body of the other wolf he realized he needed to get back to the Cascade Mountains. After journying for four days, he had finally reached his destination, but he was too weak; had he made the trip for nothing? Was he going to die here alone? At least he could have one last howl. Pulling himself up painfully, he sat on his haunches and howled. His voice released the pain and lonliness of his life; the abandonement of his family, the frustration of finding no home when he needed one, the longing to be one of the Lone, the ache to find a mate, the anger and hatred that should never be released but that was, and now he was tired-just so tired. Just to sleep- forever sleep...he fell once again onto the snow, eyes closed, breathing shallow and heavy-\

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