A large shadow slinks to a hill top. It sits there and lets the wind play with its ruff.... -- Tame dog/wolfs Joining

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Subject: A large shadow slinks to a hill top. It sits there and lets the wind play with its ruff....

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Night Mist

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Date Posted: 17:23:42 04/27/01 Fri

You sneak closer to find that it tis a female wolf. She is mostly black but has many silver hairs around her eyes, ruff, back, and tail. She also has a silvery white circle on her forhead. She dose not have the siver hairs from age though for she is only 3. You unwittingly step on a stick. It gives a faint snap, but her ears jerk around at the slight noise. She turns her red gold eyes on you and you see for the first time a large white scar under her muzzel. The scar is marked by blinding white hair. She got it from humans. Her crule masters attempt to kill her with a hunting knife and leave her for dead in the forest had not worked, but it had left a scar both on her skin and her memory. She survied only because she had once been wild, but had lived with humans so long that she didn't know if she could live there again. She sees you and stands. For a second longer you see her. Then in a blurr she is gone. You see why they call her Ice Mist. She looks to be a wind blown, silver mist when she races by. Her black fur blends with the shadows and it is hard to tell that she is really there. She waits for you to speak or leave.

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