| Subject: Glances |
Author:
Azuria
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Date Posted: 08:06:42 08/16/01 Thu
The yellowish gray male slinks shy to the spring, still amazed that he has never seen the wilderness. After being a pet, he feels he can't be a real wolf. He laps up some water form the spring. He saw a beautiful femme, but doesn't know her name. He think's that she's Faith, from what he heard other wolves call her. He looks up, spotting Tain and Bayne, and quickly slips into the shadows. He doesn't really know how to comunicate with other wolves. He lays down in the shadows, watching nervously. He thinks about one small problem. He's a wolf, who was raised like a domestic dog. He doesn't know how to fight, hunt, or howl. Those are the three essentals when you're a wolf. But yet he doesn't know how...
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